my eyes can't open and my ass won't close

i think i've fallen prey to a revoltingly disgusting habit - peering at my faeces to see what came out. no, i dont scoop the damn thing out of the bowl, i just u know, turn around and look to see what it consisted of. this is all thanks to a bout of diarrhea just before the xmas season had started. i had the worse case of diarrhea in the world, and i desperately needed to know what had caused that impetuous force of nature. i shan't give u the nitty gritty details, but i could literally make out the shapes of the food i ate, and the colours as well. on this wondrously early morning, i again had a case of the 'D', but not as bad as the previous one. twice and i was done! though my tummy still feels a tinge of queasiness.

am i insane to talk about crap? not at all.