I’m at one of my client’s for a meeting.
As I already well knew, I don’t feel as good as normal days…
Have diarrhoea. I don’t feel good. Nope.
Not at all.
The meeting hasn’t started yet. So I pretended to go have a look at something over there while instead I went to the further loo they have.
Now.
Everything is going SMOOTHLY, but, you know, shit just don’t stop getting out!!!
the Shy Tird 