Tim

This post is dedicated to Tim.
I met Tim briefly when he came to stay at my apartment last weekend with five other people from San Diego (all of whom deserve a blog entry too, but I didn't get to spend much time with them, so I'll not write much about them). This group of Billy's friends came up to Berkeley on Thursday and stayed until Tuesday morning. That's about 6 days and 5 nights away from home.
On Monday night, we were hanging out in the living room and doing strange things with the ab wheel and on the hangboard when Tim mentioned something like, "If I did that, I'd probably crap my pants." To me this was strange. I thought, "Why don't you just use the bathroom and not have to worry about craping your pants."
I learned that Tim has never crapped outside of his home. That means he didn't take a dump for 5 days.
Today I heard that he went home and took a dump that clogged the toilet. He lost five and a half pounds.