I wouldn't let Tony write REDRUM on the wall before we painted it because I didn't want to jinx the house with bad mojo. He came up with this instead. I figure the worst thing that can come of this is that we might have a horrible case of explosive diarrhea in the house one day.

Yesterday, we finally finished our first home improvement project. It was a fairly simple undertaking - a paint job - or so we thought. Apparently painting four walls in alternating Hokie colors is not as easy as it looks. There are spots that still need to be retouched, but I have a feeling they will serve as a reminder of our amateurish DIY skills for the future. When we install that tile backsplash in the kitchen, we can look back on our crapass paint job and laugh heartily.

We love the way the room turned out. At night, it's cozy. The colors engulf us with warmth. We've still got some things we want to add, like our diplomas once we have them framed, but we're really happy with our office.