12 March: Sunday pleepenchoint.

So, I crapped 4 times yesterday. 4 times. My bunghole was a-burnin'. I wasn't sure I'd crap at all today. I shouldn't have had a doubt. I woke up a little late this morning--time change, along with drinking last night--started in my first cup of coffee, and let off a long fart. And I knew I'd have to poo. 5 minutes later I pooed. There you go. The poo is relentless. The poo just never stops.

eNjoy.