Poopgroup: new home, new dome

I am sitting in my almost empty bedroom on the eve of moving day, thinking about poop. Tomorrow I will take up residence with my best friends from high school, oddly enough, and I am having weird poop about it. here are some signs (and not so signs):

1. last weekend i went camping and ended up ingesting hot dogs and beer, almost exclusively. I wrote lukas a brief gchat about the regret that overwhelmed me monday night being immediately absolved by the five pounds i lost the next morning in one easy, satisfying lucky-day bowel movement.
2. I have pooped two times a day since tuesday.
3. My usual pre-third period poop at school/work was being replaced by a 9th period yearning for my home toilet. This is most crazy because in my hierarchy of poop places, public restrooms (even if they are at work) will often trump my residence de jour - the anonymity becoming the comfort factor.

I think my "home" theory is proving true. While my #2 was stubborn during my stay here in greenpoint (gag), now that i am leaving it is trying to get in as much action as possible. how is it that my poop is more intuitive and emotionally complex than i am?

and that is reason 763 why i love poop!