Hmmm… its now been at least 7 hours since I finished the box of sugar free cherry Tunes and I'm still shitting through the eye of a needle. Its not at all nice. I'm really quite pissed off about this whole episode to be honest. The box says EXCESSIVE consumtion may cause a laxative effect. I really don't think 1 box could be called excessive, and if it is, surely they should put less in the box!

Fucking hell… I'm seriously considering writing a letter of compaint to the manufacturers, because this is really getting on my tits.

I've been researching how laxatives work and apparently, the type of laxative in these cherry tunes are Osmotic laxatives. Osmotic laxatives work by reducing the amount of water absorbed from the bowel and so increasing the amount of water in your stools. This makes them softer and easier to pass. What this means in real life is that you end up legging it to the toilet every time you want to fart because your body physically cannot contain that amound of liquid inside your bowel.

On another note, I'm now celebrating.

A: Bcause its my birthday on Sunday
B: Bcause I don't have to go back to work until the 24th November
C: I've got all of my xmas shopping done, except for one gift.
D: Did I mention its my birthday on Sunday?

Theres one thing thats kind of made me sad though, and that is the fact that my dad doesnt seem to give two shits about me anymore. Firstly He's gone away to newcastle for the weekend, so I won't see him on my birthday and secondly he doesnt appear to have even gone to the effort of getting me a birthday card.

At 22 I don't expect a present anymore, but I think being my dad and all, he could have at least got me a card. My nan and grandad, auntie and uncle, sisters and mum have all remembered so its kind of a downer that he couldnt be bothered.

Ah well… I'm not gonna let that spoil my fun. I'm gonna go out and get absolutly wankered to celebrate me ageing another (ohhhhh the humanity) year of my life on this planet.

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