It all started on Tuesday, when my girlfriend decided to prepare doughnuts. They were wonderfully prepared, but you know, that’s fried food… not the healthier prep for by bowels.
Anyways, I’ve been eating loads of them on Tuesday, and kept such rhythm yesterday too.
In addition to that burden, I went to a friend of mine for lunch, he prepared two hamburgers each, which is more or less four times the amount of calories I normally eat for lunch.
But – hold your horses – for dinner we went to our third wine lessons, where we had four wines and a few selected cured meats and cheeses.
The result was going to bed exhausted, with a giant bloated belly, and way tipsier than I had planned.
…and here I am, got up early, my bowels was my alarm clock, sitting on my toilet, spreading plague. Feeling wrecked.
