last   poops

Sunday, 8 February 2026 | 9:21 AM

Yesterday night, while tucking into bed, I farted – you know, just a little one – and my girlfriend shouted “PUAAH TOO BAD!”

She’s right… but it’s the price to pay for visiting her mom, and eating her – frankly very good – food she prepares.

Fair.

Shit this morning is more than fair.

Mh, I think I may know this smell… I kinda dreamt of it… oh, wait a moment…

Saturday, 7 February 2026 | 9:30 AM

Weekend ant my mother-in-law’s.

We overslept, I’m still drowsy, can’t understand what I am nor who am I. Lol

I was constipated at first, then, pebble by pebble, turd by tird, everything got out.

Problem is we stil have two lunches and one dinner to go :/

Poor bowels

Thursday, 5 February 2026 | 5:48 AM

Woke up earlier than usual, today.

Yesterday I attended the first of four introductory meetings about wine. It was kind of a wrapped sommelier course.

Surely it ain’t nothing like real courses, but TBH I learned something new. Appreciate smells, tastes, colours… it takes time, but I guess it’s pretty serious matter!

D’you know what other matter is pretty serious?

Guess…

Sure! Yeah! I woke up early because of SHIT!

Even if I drank the finest, smoothest, and healthy wines – I got no headache whatsoever – my bowels are simply not used to it.

I feel very drowsy, but it’s because of slumber.

Shit gets out idly, slowly, mechanically. It feels spicier than usual, and it is very soft.

Yuch? Eh?

Just poop!

Btw, I hope I’ll be able to take a nap later on!

Wednesday, 4 February 2025 | 8:13 AM

Yesterday I made Chinese dumplings with my girlfriend. The blender is a little old and got crazy while mixing all the filling. It basically turn into a smooth paste. We didn’t lose faith and we kept cooking, closing all the dumplings.

Nice.

Our dinner was basically 10 dumplings each, some fresh-fried prawn crackers, and a sweet baozi for dessert.

It was appalling. We kinda made it. Our dinner was delicious! Sure, dumplings were very bad-looking, but you know… first-timers!

This morning I sat on my toilet. It became clear right from the very beginning, as I squat down, the very same paste we made yesterday came out of my arsehole.

Yuck.

Sunday, 1 February 2026 | 4:41 AM

I had dinner at my favourite Chinese restaurant. Everything was fresh and great as usual, except for the pork. It was heavy from the first bite, too fried, too sweet. Kept burping it for… well… never stopped burping it at all, TBH.

I woke up some ten minutes ago with farts so loud that woke my cats up. Couldn’t fall back asleep, got to rush to the toilet.

Splash Boom Crash

My arse burns. I feel it with my nose too, yet I don’t understand if this is real or just a dream.

I guess I’ll find out when this post goes online….or I could try not flushing it off…

Risky.