It's obvious I can't just quit cold turkey when it comes to posting these sort of updates, so why bother holding back? There's no denying it, that's who I am and I have issues with my bowels. Sounds like an AA greeting doesn't it? Though this would be called PA (poopers anonymous) "Hi, my name is Laura and I can't stop shitting." (other poopers reply in unison) "We love you Laura!"
Tom says to me this morning as he's coming out of the bathroom and while I'm still in bed (not sleeping but not quite ready to put my feet to the ground just yet):
"Didn't I just put a new roll of toilet paper in there?"
me: "Um hello??? INDIAN food!!!
Tom: "But seriously Laura, you used almost an entire roll?!?"
me: "I'm quite proud of that, actually."
Tom: "I married a dude."
That seems to be his stand-by response for a lot of things lately. Perhaps I need to "fem" myself up a bit. Maybe I'll try closing the bathroom door next time.
I'll admit, he does put up with a lot. But I do too. He says things sometimes that aren't always so nice. He may not be happy that I'm posting this so if he ever reads this and gets mad I'll take it down. Last night I was IMing with a friend of mine but still carrying on a half assed conversation with Tom and he was getting annoyed. So he says (completely serious):
"I'm going to shove that computer so far up your ass that you'll be able to hit the space bar with your nipple."
Anatomically speaking, I don't think that's possible but I shut down my computer, just to be safe.
(And yes that picture is quite disturbing I know. Don't ask how I found it.)