Still nothing.

Woke up this morning. Stretched. I've made a goal that I will put a few things away in my room every time I'm in there, even before visiting the restroom.

On the way to my dresser, I began to sneeze. Suddenly, it was imperative that I get to the bathroom.

I made it through the sneeze, and the second one.


WAIT! What's this? A third sneeze? But! I....


I peed.


Just a little.


I don't even feel humiliated.

It just seems unfair.


I'm not even pregnant.




Then this would be a lot cooler.

You know....as far as peeing your pants goes.