My own worst enemy.

I don't have colon cancer.

I don't have an enlarged spleen.

I don't have a huge alien death worm in my intestines.

I just have an over-active imagination and...wait, I knew this!...a disobedient digestive system. The pain that I was feeling in my left chest area was just another manifestation of my cranky GI tract and the IBS took care of the rest of the discomfort. BUT, was better to hear today (from a professional) that those are the causes than to hear that any of my WebMD-bourne suspicions was true. Even if I could remember more details, I wouldn't make you sit through another paragraph filled with a description of my inner workings; I can now get back to awesomeness as usual.

The first order of such business will be to watch Newsies at Erin's apartment in an hour. Most of the whole crew will be there. I'm actually going to wear a newsboy cap.

Also awesome will be everything happening in the next week related to the ducting study since Marc thinks we're ready to start writing the paper. I better get my passive voice warmed up.

At the present, nothing else is to be considered news-worthy.

It is true that you will be talked to later by the author.