Well well well, here we go again. I had some beers and I slept less than I firmly need to get through with my day. My belly’s weighted, my shit is still inside. I am constipated.
There’s this friend of mine who’s getting abroad, one year in Peru. Very nice indeed! Whatever was the reason to drink though, even if the nobler one, I have to cope with the fact that I simply cannot afford it. My body doesn’t take it. I shall really stop drinking, even if it’s unfair. Why can people have fun and I cannot?!
I opened this blog to tell about my shit habits, not my dull life! I would rather tell my shit it’s staining all over my toilet now! I want a normal life!
End of this stupid outburst.
the Shy Tird 