cabbitzilla

I can't remember who I snicked this quizzie from, so you don't get a reference. Sorry.
Elle Driver (California Mountain Snake)

You're Elle Driver! Sly and evil, you can manipulate people in order to get whatever you want. You're usually alone, but that's the way you like it. You hate having others nearby to order you around (unless it's Bill, of course... but even then you're still hesitant).

Kill Bill: Which Deadly Viper Assassin Are You? (Vol. II spoilers... results with pics)

*blinks* It looked interesting, so I went ahead and took it. It should be noted, however; I've never seen /either/ of the Kill Bill films. Anyone out there want to tell me who this chicky is?

Well, I'm semi-mobile today, thankfully. I've got the second load of wash in, and it looks like there're three more of the stock stuff. Then I intend to dig out the last of the mondopile that's still lurking in my bedroom and get -it- washed. From the rough sort I did, it's (again) 80-90% Megan's stuff. Whatever, I just want it out of my room. It's blocking the spot I want to put the small entertainment center in, so I can move the TV and PS2 into my room where it belongs.

The funiture moving part of that will be AFTER I've disconnected and moved the washing machine. I've got to lay the ceramic tile in the utility cubbyhole, which'll mean ten days without laundry facilities. Because my clothing is sorted and put away, I know that I've got enough to get me through. Megan is going to be well and truly screwed. Since I've been on her ass for almost two months to get her clothes put away (Crystal's been here and seen the monstrous pile of Meganage) I find I've little sympathy for her.

The tiling project will also give me a feel for that part of the planned kitchen renovations. Megan's mom went to bat for me with her husband, and managed to clear giving me the cabinets they're in the process of removing from their kitchen. They're perfectly good cabinets, but her Mom wants something in a lighter color... and the dark pine finish is MUCH better from the painted baby blue hideousness currently in my kitchen.

I've made the first batch of phone calls to see about getting the mortgage mess refinanced. There's another batch to be made tomorrow; hopefully SOMEONE will be able to roll this disaster into one loan. I just have to hold onto what I've got and keep praying.

OH! And I have something neato to show folks that're interested:

The Brick Testament

I thought it was really spiff. Anyway, that's about all I have for the moment. There might be another entry for today, but at the moment it'll stand at 2.

*smooch