There is a first time for everything.

Even pinkeye/ pink eye. Not sure if it is two words...have seen it both ways...don't really care. All I know is that I woke up in the middle of the night with a very bad realization that something funky was going on with my eyes. YES. BOTH EYES.

So, here I am, 31 years old, and experiencing pink eye for the first time in my life. I am not a happy camper. This is not a good time for this to happen. I want to meet the freak who passed this on to me.

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