We Can Poop It Out, We Can Poop It Out

Are the stresses of your day getting to your head? Is the built up tension and chaos inside of you fit to burst? Well, you can poop it out. It's true.

Story time!:

So I'm applying to grad school and the applications have been really getting to me, especially getting the reference letters. On top of that I've been having problems at work and my lack of a degree-related job was just really pissing me off. So while I was waiting for letters to come in I decided to get a head-start on essays. Boy, what a headache that is . I mean, 1500 words about MYSELF? Yikes man, I can spin an essay on just about anything besides myself.

this paragraph uses the word "can" 6 times

So this is all what was spinning around in my head one morning. I hadn't been eating good breakfasts because of early work shifts and I hadn't been working out regularly. I was just feeling like poop. Well wouldn't you know it, after I had an amazing breakfast with a cup of amazing coffee, I had to visit the can. Now I don't know what miracle was taking place that day in the can but, man, my delivery to the can had pent up tensions and anxieties tied along with it. After I left the can-holding-station (or bathroom) I realized I had subconsciously made a to-do-list for myself for the day while I was in there, the room that has the can. This helped me face the day's disappointments with my head held high and my hopes held higher, since my visit to the can went so well.

Moral of the story?

We all have to relieve ourselves from stress to get by. There's just no other way. And for all of you hee-haws (yeah that's right, hee-haws) who claim you just don't have the time to make time for yourself, you're going to be going to the can anyway. Why not make the most of it? Bring The Times in there with you. Take your ipod. Call your friends. Invite your friends. Go and grab that cup of coffee or that chai-latte but I hope you realize caffeine is a natural diarrhetic. Why not plan ahead for that can-holding-station your cup of coffee is eventually going to take you to? I associate my dump with the dump of problems I have. Associate your dump with your in-laws, or your gambling problems, or your alcohol addiction, or your annoying taste of annoying women. I guarantee you you'll see life in a whole new light once you learn to POOP IT OUT (damn, isn't that in the title?)