yay.

Just got off the phone with the temp agency. They've got a job for me tomorrow. It's a one-day, but. Dude. 64 bucks I didn't have previously. I could send in 50 dollars on my loan payment.

Stuffing envelopes, by the sound of it. Boring, but I can do it.

Now to read up on how to print out envelopes via word. Since, uh... I might have to do it tomorrow... God, I hate word's help file.

In other news...

I'm debating going back to bed.

For some reason, I spent the night tossing, turning, and when I did sleep, having really odd dreams. Although the ones where I was doing homework were vaguely normal.

I think it was the huge mall I was shopping for Christmas presents in that really got me. They had a display, in the fabric section, of a 'little' town. Where there were all these midgets, and they sang songs, and did stupid little skits and things. And fed babies. I remember that.

And. Yeah. Odd.

*shudders*

my god, the clothes-anity....

So. When my sister, Kat, moved out she left several bags of clothing behind. These aren't old and ratty clothes, mind. These are, nearly-still-on-the-rack clothes.

In Timey's size.

Which isn't the point, but it's a good tangent. Hey, Timey, want me to raid my sister's closet for you?

Back to the point. They're in dusty trashbags, piled behind my back when I type on the computer. This is not a good system for storing clothing.

Having gotten fed up with it this morning, I've moved them. Now I'm dusty.

And the floor is awful looking. I'm tempted to just... Put them back. But that would ruin it. I want clean floors in the computer room, dammit! If I have to clean this house one room at a time, I will.

Even if I sound self-righteous.

*checks ego*

Yes.

There were two bags of trash buried in the piles, too. They go downstairs with me.

And I've emailed my mother (the world hasn't yet ended, so we should be fine).

I also have a massive amount of coffee. I over-did it. There's 88 ounces of it. Heeheeheeh.

cold feet, cold feeeeet.

I have way too many empty alcohol bottles.

Of course, then there's the cool St. Brendan's Irish Cream bottle. I trashed it. See, it contained two-year old irish cream, milk and vodka.

No. Not something I wanted to drink. Especially since I could see the weird lumpiness through the glass.

Ugh.

Anyway. Back to cleaning.

Lyssie's Recipe Hour

Hungry. Fooded. This is good. I shall now spread the food.

Lyssie's I Love! Tomatoes Nachos.

1 can of (dicey) stewed tomatoes -- preferably something mild, intended for Chili.
White corn chips.
Sharp Cheddar Cheese.

Fill a plate with the corn chips. This works best if there are several layers, and they're sort of crunched up. (I used Schnucks' Bite-Size White corn, which aren't really bite size...). Open tomatoes, and using a fork, plop out tomatoes all over the chips. You can save the juice for chili, if you want, pour it over, or just dump it away. Grate cheese over plate--try to actually get it ON the tomatoes, not on the counter--until you've got as much as you want.

Place in microwave, nuke for 2-3 minutes (check and make sure the cheese is melted). Let sit for a minute (dude! Hot plate!). Eat. Either by hand, or with a fork.

Yum!