The forecast for my stomach today? Not so good. For the record waking up at 3 AM and eating a bowl of Cheerios immediaetly followed by chips and salsa is never ever going to be classified as a good idea. I am paying the price for my midnight snacking through my rectum. I have been up and at work for close to 5 hours now and I have made a bowel movement in a public restroom to commemorate every hour since my day started. Apparently at some point I neglected to give myself a thorough wiping. I don’t know if this was the result of repetition or laziness but now my underpants are paying the price for my rectum which is paying the price for my poor midnight snacking habits. This is what it would look like if Stuart Little were to drive around in my underpants in a tiny car made of chocolate: