That's the Way that the World Goes Round

The kitchen was the worst of it, of course. Not too surprising really. Stoves and ovens and stuff those are messy things. I'd still love to replace the flooring since I ripped it during a past cleaning expedition, but I'm not really sure that I can. It would be great to have new floor, maybe a fresh coat of paint. Or any coat of paint at all-I swear that room has never seen paint. I'm not too sure about the living room either. Alternately, I could move in a year and save myself the trouble. Except I'll probably end up paying for the new floor since I'm the one that ripped it. Nobody wins. No, my landlady wins either way. I don't win.
BUT-after the terror that was the kitchen was cleaned up I moved into the living room. Not hard, as my biggest failing in that room was that I tend to not put stuff away. Once things are where they belong the room is clean pretty much. But I cleaned the carpet, it looks lovely. All free of stains and non-descript. I really dream of the day I can have carpet that isn't rental until beige. Eventually. I've got a really great altar by on the bar. My school books are stashed away on the bar's shelves. I won't have to look at that damn things for months and even then only for a few minutes.
That's about ten times as often as I expect to use the degree.
A phone call to the temp agency connected me to someone who asked me if I was a "people person."
As we all know, I am the people-iest of people persons. I freakin love people, especally strangers, even especiallier stangers with questions. (I really do love strangers with candy tho---oh! delicious, delicious candy!) Something tells me there's no candy involved in whatever mysterious job Temp Agency Guy was hinting about.
Nothing yet, he said. So I'm kind of thinking I have tomorrow off. But if I don't, the I'll work.
And if I have the day off, I'll busy myself doing laundry or going to the store to buy fun stfuff like vinegar, peroxide and those stove tray things that sit right under the burner cuz the ones I have all burnt all to shite.
OH-and it's 6-6-6. So I will also dance with the devil in the pale moonlight.
Like ya do.