last   poops

Friday, 27 September 2024 | 11:30 AM

A classic.

I have a business appointment in thirty minutes, I want to take it slow, no rushing, so I want to get out now, it will be taking fifty minutes to arrive at the site, and I will have plenty of time to seek a parking spot, and to arrive there calmly and relaxed.

There’s always something coming in between…

Some shit.

I ate a yoghurt as a snack, and it reminded my bowels that this morning I was constipated, and I had no shit whatsoever.

Yeah, nice.

Coming! I’ll be late…

D’you reckon I can use this as an excuse?

Monday, 23 September 2024 | 08:00 AM

I don’t know, it’s a weird feeling, as I sat down on the toilet, some turd got out immediately, but as I keep staying here, playing Duolingo on my phone, feels like something more is in there.

Weird…

I’ll keep waiting for a while

Saturday, 21 September 2024 | 04:30 AM

Four thirty in the morning, and I find myself on the toilet.

It’s been weeks since I’ve decided not to buy beers or alcohol in general, I’ve been doing great, only drank a little glass of beer when asked, not exaggerating, not causing any problem whatsoever.

Yesterday I met my best friend, who desperately needed to talk, and we did. He took a pint and I ordered a Tonic (no Gin, can anybody imagine??)

Nice. Thing is, the chat went on, long on. He ordered another beer, and I followed, ending up with a litre beer in by stomach. Not a good beer.

Got back home for dinner, and everything was smooth… until now, woke up, belly aching, feeling weird… and now I’m on the toilet, swearing silently at my past-self, trying to push shit as hard as possible.

Fuck me.