I'm tired and sorta cranky. So here goes.
Today I got poop all over my favorite sweatshirt. Beige poop. Beige poop that also got on the beige carpet. Gabriel had a massive diaper explosion and I didn't realize it until it was too late, so he got a bath and got to go home while I treated the carpet and disinfected roughly 30 G.I. Joe guys. Thank the Lord I was wearing that sweatshirt though, because I didn't have a change of clothes with me. So that was pretty horrible, but I tried to stay positive and have a good attitude, but let's face it, poop is just really gross. Almost as gross as puke. I think puke wins for grossest thing.
Right now I'm burning some incense. It smells soooooooooo gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood. I don't know why I didn't start burning incense sooner. This pwns Glade Plug-ins in the face.