10 October: Saturday flugerboinkt.

Finishing the week with a big pile of poo. I didn't even get to start my coffee before I had to poo. I sat down, spread my cheeks, and the poo just fell out. Sometimes I wish I did have to strain--push the poo out. There's no doubt pushing out a big solid log feels good. Oh well. My poo is what it is. Maybe more fiber. I rate this poo a 5 1/2.

eNjoy.