Wednesday, January 18, 2006 - 8:17 a.m.

I am going to have diarrhea.

That is my one and only thought on the train this morning. My train ride was spent hoping that I was not going to have diarrhea until I got to the office.

I first realized that I was going to have some loose stool was when I got to Wilson... many, many stops before Lake. I was a little panicked ... ok, a LOT panicked. I wondered how much I would have to pay a cabbie to take me in my soiled pants home.

I made it to the office just fine.

I noticed nobody else on the train. They were one big blur as I focused on not shitting my pants sitting next to the petite girl with a blue nosering and boring book.