Sunday, 10 November 2019 | 12:26 AM

Ok that’s something odd. At this time of the night my colon is usually asleep. Today’s colon anarchy.

Saturday, 9 November 2019 | 09:24 AM

Reprise. Diarrhea.

Saturday, 9 November 2019 | 08:33 AM

This morning’s tirds were not shy whatsoever. They were moshing their way out in a stampede, making my body wake up way too early than what I expected.

I got forced to get my shit together sooner than my alarm clock.

Friday, 8 November 2019 | 01:58 PM

My anus burns a bit. Must be last night’s wine. I regret it every single time, but I can’t help myself.

Friday, 8 November 2019 | 08:39 AM

Dull days, dull shit.

Thursday, 7 November 2019 | 02:33 PM

Today’s just a sad day with a sad shat.

Wednesday, 6 November 2019 | 3:45 PM

REPRISE.

Wednesday, 6 November 2019 | 08:48 AM

After long days holding tirds inside I hope this one will be first of my routine reprise.

Tuesday, 5 November 2019 | 01:19 PM

Public Bar. No toilet paper.

Tuesday, 5 November 2019 | 10:05 AM

Today’s gonna be last day of no routine. Such too much anarchy these days. This must stop!

Melting shit too. (That’s still the sushi effect)

Monday, 4 November 2019 | 09:15 PM

Today’s been a long day. I had a big sushi lunch, I couldn’t come home till know. To be fair I’m a at a friend’s house.

I am corrupting the entire bathroom with my stink. Inside the closet it’s worst than Hiroshima.

I hope nobody dies.

Monday, 4 November 2019 | 10:34 AM

Pressure shot.

Monday, 4 November 2019 | 06:21 AM

Days go by and my poop routine has been compromised.

It’s been a 2days trip wandering around for countryside festival: basically meat and red wine. As one can imagine this stuff requires hard sitting sessions, well I didn’t have time and space for that.

My tirds become shy when there comes friends around, a throne not yours, rapid pace trips.

This non-ordinary-smell shit was mild satisfactory. Accompanied by grandiose flatulences.

Sunday, 3 November 2019 | 02:46 AM

Oh c’mon!

The best part: no more toilet paper in the roll.

Sunday, 3 November 2019 | 02:15 AM

Can’t sleep. Can’t comprehend why. It’s been a great day at the countryside festival. Great food, great wine.

‘Right. I needed a shit.

Hope I could sleep now.