Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.

After a horrendous night of cleansing, I made it through the colonoscopy yesterday morning none the worse for wear. I do not have the ass cancer, just a particularly nasty-looking hemorrhoid somewhere in my colon. I'm sure you didn't want to know that, but too damn bad. At least I'm sparing you from a detailed account of what I had to go through in preparation.

In other good news, Brian and I have new laptops and we're over the moon with our pretty toys. I've never had a computer this new and fast and flashy. They are already starting to pay for themselves as well; Brian might have two new clients after just one night of renewed effort to establish his freelance business. I'm just excited that I can now watch YouTube shit without the computer freezing on me.

I promised myself that I would clean the kitchen tonight. It's too easy to come home from work, make dinner and then spend the rest of the night on the couch or in front of the computer (and now I can do both at the same time, thanks to the new laptop!); I need to be more proactive in getting stuff done around this place. Procrasination gets the better of me most days and this morning I vowed to take care of one chore a night. This way I do not overwhelm myself by thinking about all that needs to get done and then do nothing as a result. Tonight it's emptying the garbage and cleaning the kitchen. It's 8:30 and I haven't started yet, but I will clean the damn kitchen before I go to bed.

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