On the plus side, the borborygmi of the past ten or twelve hours have been spectacular, and even novel in my extensive experience of abdominal acoustic effects. This includes a creaking door, a dripping faucet, and a wide variety of groans. It's enough to make me think a poltergeist has taken up residence in my gut. The only one I haven't heard of my usual wide inventory is the rushing waters.
Meanwhile, I'm already punchy and tired and it's not even 5 am.