Dreamt this morning that I was at 'Dawne's house' (technically it is Dawne and Jason's house, but I mostly think of it as Dad's house), having diarrhea in my pants. It had started as a fart but became clear very quickly that it was more. I went to sit on her toilet in the basement. Gross, itchy, chunky diarrhea was sliding out of my pants and past my ankles. Dawne was standing nearby to help me out, I guess, or make sure I didn't make too much of a mess on her floor.

This dream was kind of stressful, and I was happy to wake up to a call from Dan the Roto-Rooter man who was about to come de-clog my sewer pipe for 400$ (that's the weekend hourly rate).