9 May: Sunday quanderblach.

So, pooped this morning. Imagine that. I pooped. In the morning. Nice looking, chunky little poo. I pooed twice more during the day. Once after a huge Mezzah salad, again after mulching the front yard. Pooing three times means bloody toilet paper. Hemorrhoids. Only bothers me if I have to wipe more than once. So I'd prefer to poo once a day. I'd prefer not to see blood coming out of my bunghole. But that's me. 

eNjoy.