Trying to pass the time

After a few minutes of watching "Shameless," Sara came out of the room in a full outfit and to work at the computer trying to find out what she could bout Cleo. One episode later, she came out, "I'm hungry. How could I be this hungry, I just ate."
"Probably because you're a guy now. Young men are well known for their appetites. We are basically out of food," replied John. Sara's stomach gurgled, essentially proving her father's point.
"I'm headed out for supplies, want anything?
"I'm feeling protein. Can you get some fish for dinner, maybe some yogurt and cottage cheese?"
Sara raised an eyebrow at John's request, but then shrugged, grabbed some reusable bags and set off to walk to the supermarket. John finished his next episode and looked at the clock. Only another 10 hours to go. He kept trying to find a position where he wasn't reminded about his breasts, but no matter what he did, they settled and pulled a bit. Then there was what was on the screen. Since when did Shameless have so many nipples on the screen? He decided he would change to sports and found that Sportscenter was on, which only had guys talking sports. Sara came back with bags full of food, then started to put it away. "I found everything you asked for, and everything I need for the weekend like stuff for sandwiches. I took some money from your wallet to cover it all."
"Fine. Thanks for going out."
Sara went back to work trying to find the connection. 33 minutes later, she let out a "Fuck Yea!" causing John to yell "On my stars!" before he could compose himself. He then asked, "what'd you find?"
"Cleo grew up in Louisiana in the town next to where grandpa was born and raised. They must have met up when she came back to visit, I even found an annual ball at the country club in her hometown. Mystery solved," declared Sara walking over to John with her hand up.
"Nice job Columbo. That's a good enough guess for me," replied John as he gave Sara the high five she was waiting for.
"I want to celebrate. Let's go out, I'll pay."
"Oh no, I'm not going out like this. I'm in comfortable clothing on a couch watching what I want. Also, I'm the wrong gender. I'm happy staying put."
"Suit yourself dad. I'm going out," said Sara before she left.
"More couch for me."
Unfortunately for John, his relaxing was cut short by his bladder. He had hoped to last the 12 hours, but he had to go. He got off the couch and went to the bathroom. He pulled down the pants as he sat down. The toilet seat seemed smaller and colder than usual. He heard the hiss and tinkle as he looked up at the ceiling to count the tiles. After about 30 seconds he got up and went to the sink to wash his hands. John decided all in all, that wasn't too bad, but thought it could get annoying to have to do that every day for his life. He suddenly felt a little guilty about all the times he left the seat up on Robin.
He heard his phone make a noise. He had gotten a text message.