bright light! Bright Light!

I dragged myself out of bed this morning, creaking and moaning (and not in a good way), and stumbled to the kitchen, flipped the switch - and the kitchen was LIT.  Every grimy crack and crevice in full-on high definition technicolor.  For the merest slice of a moment I missed the old, dim light which went away in the hands of the electricians, yesterday, and then I remembered that if I want mood-lighting I can always turn on the paper lantern in the corner, but for waking up in the morning this brilliant thing is good, because by the time that slice of a moment had rolled around I was feeling as though I'd already had a pot of tea.  I started bustling around, not only seeing all the grime but actually having the energy to do something about it.  I'm sure it's not as though I'll feel like this every morning, with the light.  Once I'm used to it I'll probably ignore it completely.  But for today, the dishes are done, the table has been wiped down, stuff on the sideboard that hasn't been looked at in months has been thrown out or rearranged to bring it to light so that it might get used, and I think I'll pick away a bit at this pile of crap on my desk. 

Did I mention that I got my credit card bill the other day, and I had accidentally overpaid it by $400-something?  That's a nice surprise.  The new glasses I ordered, Monday, are already paid for. :)  I'm getting psyched about the idea of new glasses. 

Skippy becomes a fictional character.

One of my co-workers has a million stories about things he did when he was in the Army, which reminded me of Skippy's List (now housed as Skippy's Own Official Site).  My co-worker claimed he'd never heard of it, so I said I would send it to him.  And then promptly forgot. 

Today I was roaming around bravecows' friendslist (because I was still feeling the chill of nearly losing her, yesterday) and found that Skippy has apparently become a Bleach character in division15 (a journal of Bleach fanfic). 

This amuses me to no end. :) 

Rec me music!

I need some cool music for my walk and/or bus ride to work. 

(I'd also like to get copies of "Too Much Sorrow" and "Burning Sands," which came on my iRiver but I don't want to listen to every day.  You can't move stuff off, apparently, only delete it.)

wheat-heroin. Very similar.

My tummy hurts.  It feels like it's blown up like a balloon... and still I go "Bagel? Yay!  Macaroni and cheese?  Yay!!"  omgsoyummy(ow). Yummmmm(ow).  Yummm...