The days of sharting are finally over, which is good because I'm getting sick of that word.
I can smell my own boogers. Seriously - they have a musty smell. Looks like I'm trading one infirmity for another. It's still much better than stomach cramps and shart attacks.
NetFlix is way cooler when you have a large TV directly connected to your home PC (assuming you have a fast enough Internet connection). Over the last couple of days I've watched episodes of the Rockford Files, Buck Rodgers in the 25th Century, Batman Beyond, Voltron, Tripping the Rift, and Yes, Prime Minister online. Being able to watch them on the TV instead of the PC monitor means I can do so while walking on the treadmill. I've now managed to build my way up to walking 1.4 miles a day (that's about 37 litres/hectare for you Canucks). W00t - I'm such a stud! Surely some bunny action will follow.