Climbing my weight down. More shit is coming! I am finally freeeeeee!

0.8 kilos of shit in less than 10 hours. Impressive!

Before this shat I was 66.6 kg, There’s clearly something evil in it!

After a long and painful shit, I am not even back to my average weight, half a kilogram of shit. This, though, is still something!

What to say?
Let’s just say I have been feeling quite wrong for days now, constipation, difficulties in farting, What’s up?!?!?!

I feel like there’s a whole cargo shit inside me! C’moooooon let’s get rid of it!

…not without pain though…

According to what I felt inside me yesterday, I shall have loads of shit to expel, piled up for days. Nevertheless, I only pooped some dry tirds, idle pieces of shit. Not satisfying at all.

I am having some issues today. No shit in the morning (even if I sat there for 45 minutes). Loads of farts. A lot is gone already, some are still inside, punching me within.

I’ve just realised I am not eating fruit these days. I noticed from my clogged shit. I mean it is in its way out, I feel it in my inner anus, but it just doesn’t want to get out

Back on the technical stuff.

Since I feel crap hidden inside me, I am trying to stimulate it out using this technique of mine (which I don’t think I invented), it consists of stretching my anus in and out alternately. After a few movements, the bowels shall activate, and burst it all out.

This time is taking longer than usual, I fee it coming, at the same time is getting late, at the same time I can’t start my day with such a burden within my body!

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.

Finally, a place to stay stain.

My friend leaves for one year in South America, and I had to use his home toilet for a stone shit. I mean, it really feels like I’ve just shat a big pebble.

I feel better now btw…

Now that I digested lunch it’s getting harder and harder to hold my farts at work.

But I guess I gotta wait…

My anus is not as determined though

A little constipation to start the week. Not a good sign.

I don’t remember to have had any shit today…

Been trying unsuccessfully. I get it! Gotta fill up the tank first! Yesterday’s diarrhoea emptied it all…

AGAIN.

Transitioning to liquidity this time…

I thought what I experienced this morning was enough. I could not be more wrong.

I was working smoothly when a call from within reached me abruptly. I am now defecating what seems like lava, at my office toilet, which has no windows, just an old under-performing vent. 😐

In the meanwhile, my bowels feel more tangled than wires behind TVs. Oh, and it hurts!