And my head told my heart, let love grow, and my heart told my head, this time no...

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.

That's it.