Slide, slide, slippity slide.

I? Was one mean, green, cleaning machine today. Ok, actually, I was simply a slightly crazed, pasty cleaning machine, but that just doesn't have the same ring to it.

Cranked the "Old Skool Rap" on Sirius (Damn, do I love that they partnered with Dish Network!) and took that fantastic voyage to cleansville. I even indulged my obsessive side, and rearranged the kitchen cupboards. And the fridge. And made really good twice-baked 'taters. (The recipe for which can be found in foodage, in a bit.)

Got a call from the restaurant conglomerate, telling me that they hired someone else, which I had figured out already. No big deal. I'm taking the civil service thing tomorrow, and may call temp agency 1 anyway, and tell them to send my resume over to the BigAssHospital for the medical billing/collections gig. Starts at 11 min, with opportunities for 4, $1.00 increases over the course of the assignment (minimum six months). Works for me. And Elvis only knows when the County Gubmint will get it's butt in gear...

More later.