Peppery

I nearly crapped myself in Wal-Mart just now.  I headed to the bathroom in the back of the store, with my butt cheeks firmly clinched, only to discover the janitor saying I couldn't use it because it was a disaster in there.  So I tried the "family" restroom (the unisex one designed for changing babies [you take your baby in and trade it for a different baby]), but it was occupied.  I had to do the diarrhea shuffle all the way to the front of the store to the other bathroom.  Fortunately, I believe my underwear to be salvageable.
I'm writing this from my bed which is in my bedroom which is in my house.  Which is my house.  I have a key and everything.  It's awesome.
There's still a bunch of furniture that needs to be hauled upstairs.  Our stairway doubles back on itself, which make it very awkward to move big items.  We have a dressers, a chest, two couches, and a futon that still need to come up those stairs.  I might die.
I'm wearing a shirt that Anna got me for Christmas.  I know.  It's miraculous that I'm wearing clothes.
I think the cats like our new house.  Howie is staring at Chief.  Chief is getting fur all over our clothes.
Now Howie is posing seductively in the doorway.
Daisy is staring at me.
We had an ice storm last night.  Walking on the grass feels like walking on shattered glass (minus the bleeding feet).  Everything is covered in a quarter inch of ice.  It took a considerable feat of strength for me to open my car doors after work this morning.
Anna and her parents already painted a large portion of the house.  I like Anna's color choices.  The bedroom is "bloody murder."  The living room is "curdled milk" on two walls and "scab" on the other two.  We are thinking of doing the kitchen and bathrooms in "moldy cheese."
Church is cancelled in the morning due to the ice storm.  I'm kind of sad.  I enjoy teaching Sunday School.  Getting some sleep will be nice though.
Now Howie is sitting on the bed next to me.
Now Chief is assaulting me.
Anna just called.  She's headed home from work.
We're getting internet connected tomorrow.  I'm excited to have high speed again.
We got a nice sectional for our living room.  It's so comfortable.  I got a couple movies for Anna and me to watch tonight just so we could sit on it.
My right testicle itches.
I have nothing else to say.

Jamming:

Band-- Project 86
Album-- Rival Factions
Genre-- Post-Hardcore/Hard Rock/Metal