One serious downside to living here: it's damp. All the time. The bathroom will mold if the fan isn't on every time you're in the tub; the basement has a dehumidifier going 24/7.

Anyway. I have a buttload of laundry to do. And I'm not talking a flat ass, I'm talking about the kind of table booty you could rest a cup on. (Oh man, I have been waiting to use that description ever since someone said it about me. xD)

Butcher has gotten a lot more talkative since we moved. Also more up in my grille. He's nose-deep in my Kool-aid and he don't even know the flavor.

Julia has an appointment for an ultrasound in half an hour to see if her appendix is going to asplode. I am concerned, but not too concerned, because... well, she feels better than she did two days ago, and I doubt that she would if it were appendicitis.

Family therapy on Thursday. Haven't done that in... what, two years? This should be entertaining at the very least.

Would anyone be interested if I did a post of a capella covers? There are some incredibly good ones, but I won't bother if no one's going to listen to them. :P