Not much left

After the long passage yesterday, this lunch-time dump was what I would consider a short rite.

Very long shit

Seemed like everything that has been trapped inside my system was released in one huge delivery this morning. Incidentally, the shape of this dump looks remarkably like a baseball glove. Or perhaps an Auntie Anne's pretzel?

Coincidence?

You may wonder about the lack of dumps every Sunday. No, it's not a question of faith. (Like Confucius says, "If shit has to happen, let it happen PROPERLY.") Usually, I make it out early on Sundays, so sometimes there isn't ample time to do it properly.

This past weekend, it was due to flu and fever which, had it dragged until tomorrow, would have been the longest spell of non-delivery. As it is, the dump came late in the evening. The little piece of toilet paper was for the running nose.

That's all

I waited until night time for confirmation that this was the only dump of the day.