5/29/06
Four hours after hitting the sack, I woke up because I had to take a serious shit. Unfortunately it was all broken up and watery making it really painful. Halfway through, I had to kick Spot out of the bathroom because her attention was distracting me and worsening the situation. A minute later, I felt like I had to vomit. Got up, cleaned up, waddled into the bedroom and grabbed the garbage can then returned to the throne. Nothing but dry heaves for the next ten minutes.
Four hours after hitting the sack, I woke up because I had to take a serious shit. Unfortunately it was all broken up and watery making it really painful. Halfway through, I had to kick Spot out of the bathroom because her attention was distracting me and worsening the situation. A minute later, I felt like I had to vomit. Got up, cleaned up, waddled into the bedroom and grabbed the garbage can then returned to the throne. Nothing but dry heaves for the next ten minutes.
Sunday morning I'm feeling alright. Here's hoping it'll last the rest of the day and the rest of my life.
small titties
Any guy who prefers small titties has to be brain damaged. What makes things even more disturbing is that they say that the tittie fits in their mouth. What, just like a cock?
spottles
I wonder if there are exercise wheels for cats. If I got one for Spot, I don't know if she would use it for anything besides another place to take a nap.
sunday night
Twenty one hundred hours and counting, there hasn't been any of that hunger pain nor any uncomfortable movements. Here's to a peaceful night without any gastric disturbances that may awaken me from my prescribed eight hours.
in closing
There was some confusion which was brought to my attention. Some people don't know how to address me. Just address me. Names like spivak, raisinbottom, Adrian Sterling, Haakon Studebaker, Chris are all the same. I only prefer that if one is referring to me in a real life context that I am not acknowledged by any of my online pseudonyms.
We are Legion.
