I've been eating whatever I want for the past month or so. Thought I had food allergies. Fingers haven't swelled, though. So I think I'm safe.

But bad news on the defecating front. Some pretty bad blood. For days, I felt the churning in the intestines and I had sickly-smelling flatulence. Then when I finally dropped a load, it was a good amount and ended with a bit of bloody stool.

Then a few days later, I went again. Had an urgent need to go. Then I get there, drop another good load and I just don't feel particularly relieved. I feel like I have to go a bit more. When I get up to wipe, it's mostly blood that I'm wiping.

Here it is days later and the anus doesn't feel too good, I'm having death-like flatulence, and mild cramping.

This can't be good. Bloody stool? And the flatulence, I'm not saying that it smells particularly pungent. It just smells unhealthy. If blood had a smell, I'd say it smells like blood.

I looked this up before and I remember reaching a diagnosis that it was nothing to worry about. I have a history of anal problems and it's probably related to that, as opposed to the more serious causes of rectal bleeding (e.g. cancer).

I also thought maybe it's because I'm eating these things that I used to avoid now. But I don't know.

Let's look up some random Facebook classmates.

A lot of these people have set their shit to private or haven't updated in years. That's always disappointing.

Here's somebody who's still updating: the fattest kid in our class. What became of him? Well, he became the fattest alumni in our class. He enjoys 1990s wrestling, comic books, local sports teams, and celibacy. Posted a meme picture which sings the praises of being 40 and alone (you get to travel). But...I don't think he even travels. One problem is that that fatass would have to buy two seats on any airplane.

Here's another thing: even the girls who were attractive are now posting pictures just of their kids. They're no longer the hot young things of yesteryear so don't want to post photos of themselves.

Here's a guy who has a list of restaurants that he used to work at. And he posts "I'd love to find a job that I love." And his mother responds, "It's good to find a job that you love." Gee, thanks. How about some actual advice? Don't just parrot what I said. I'm nearly 40 and still working in fast food restaurants. You have any guidance, mom? Useless bitch.

It's all a bit disappointing. The nerds tend to have good jobs, the dumbasses bad jobs, the pretty boys have hot wives, the obese are hopelessly single. It's all what you'd expect. There's not much schadenfreude to be found.

I guess the fact that the nerds tend to be doing (relatively) good jobs is something. And the hot chicks of 1994 are usually doing unimpressive jobs. Maybe cranked out a few kids. Maybe divorced. That's something.

But man, my stomach. I just feel like this intestinal tract is filling with blood. That can't be good. Where is this blood coming from? Is there a tear?

I mean, it goes away so it can't be that bad. I guess. I also get a real urge to drink water during these bloody stool times. Maybe that's to replace the liquid lost through internal bleeding. I've had a good run in any event. Moved to the UK. Make enough money so I don't have to work more than two days a week.

Ooh, speaking of which, have a booking for a four day case next month. That's my rent paid for a couple of months.

I still haven't got paid from any of these jobs, though. It's only been a month at the most, I guess. Still...disappointing.