Last month of the year. Me, I feel like have nothing achieved. I only piled loads of shit.

Loads of ideas, such as selling my shit in jars as unique pieces, creating a cryptocurrency for my SHYT, NFTs, creating a kamaSutra for shitting positions, new stickers for advertising my Blog. Nothing Done.

Perhaps I hope next year I will be able at least to start the one I care about the most, The Shyt Show, the awesome podcast where I read my posts out loud, and tell more around those.

Still nothing. Only a few shameful turds. That’s what my life’s about right now.

I fucking spent the whole day holding a stupid loose shit inside me.

Finally am home. Perhaps I would have preferred to hold it forever. It stinks too much!

At least I feel healthier now

A new experience for me. Eating at the toilet.
I am sorry, that’s kinda disgusting, but I needed a shit whilst hungry. What else could I do?

Avocado and chips will do fine!🥑

BTW, Deep, veeery deep inside, I hear a voice saying, ‘What’s wrong with you!?’

Uh, btw, after a way-too-early alarm, a non-stop-rainy-day, a stupid non-heated-workplace in a freaking freezing day, I dragged my lunchbox along. It guarded me even during my diarrhoea attack.

At lunch I enjoyed my chicken curry, heated at point. Everything seemed in peace…

Well, war was just beginning. Farts kept congesting within my insides, and I couldn’t dare pffing any, had to hold ‘em for life. I held them so firmly, Now that I got out from work five hours ago, I still have the same tons of air trapped inside me.

It. Fucking. Kills. Me.

Sometimes, when my shit is this loose, I’d really like to have a mould in which to cast some cool sculpture, obviously made of my own CRAP.

Btw, I have diarrhoea, and it’s pretty difficult to go to work today, I’m late on my delay. my belly still aching

This morning I can’t separate my arse from the toilet seat. It’s sticky.

Yes, my crap is.

Sure! All the shit I haven’t done in the weekend, postponed to Monday morning. Been sitting here for forty minutes now, and the torture – because it is also painful, YES, why not! – hasn’t even finished yet!

C’moooon it’s getting late!!

Dunno why but in the weekend it’s like my body doesn’t care about shitting. Like ‘it’s not a working day, Let me beee!’

Crazy body

I ordered pizza for dinner. I’d like to enjoy it emptying my insides before it. I’ve been sittin for twenty minutes, not a single fart 🙁

I took today in such an easy way that even my bowels relaxed. No shit

I am having some trouble at taking shit this morning.

I shall start counting how many times a year I struggle having shits. Not sure for what purpose…

I hate it when I get distracted while working… been Thinking this morning I had no shit 🙁

It was still, more loose shit. stinky, impolitely stinky. Definitely Not Safe for Work.

Surely not safe for a toilet with no windows, at work.

OH FUCK!

I had my launch, then had a little piece of chocolate. Kept working. Kept working.

I’m on my laptop when suddenly, OUT OF NOWHERE, my insides started screaming DIARRHOEA!!!

Shit. Shit shit shit. Had a run.

The loose stools thing goes on. Have I been poisoned? Someone wants the king of shit dead!

Lol. It was the burger