Posts by author: Mush
In which I do it all over. Again. When I was 18, some ignorant asshat gave me a credit card with a $500 credit limit. (Or maybe it was $250. I can’t remember anymore. It wasn’t very much, but it was more than I could pay off at the time.) Twelve years later, I paid […]
In which there’s a screenshot! Today I changed my desktop to reflect the season. It looks like this now (click to embiggen): Yay!
In which I go off. First, this crazy woman called and left a message for support. I called her three times and her line was busy, so I moved on to the next ticket. Meanwhile, one of our three techs was out today, so we were short staffed. Then the woman called the sales queue… […]
In which I get out of town for the weekend and it’s totally restorative. I had a great weekend. (It looked like this.) Kaje informs me that he’s making falafel pita for dinner and that we have some episodes of Doctor Who on tap. Life is good, peeps.
In which I couldn’t break one hundred to save my life. Bowling My bro worked for our uncle this week and scored some cash, so he invited me and Teh BF out for a drink after work last night. We went. …and ended up bowling, via a short visit to the Crossroads (where the open […]
In which having a strong voice is more of a bug than a feature. Depending on how closely you read the ‘box, you may or may not be aware of the fact that I am now sitting in what is my fifth location at work. In only ten months! I started in the back room, […]
In which I go over the weekend’s activities. Saturday I gigged with the boys from 1:30 to 5:00. It was warmer outside than I expected, and there was no band shell so I got a sunburn on my back. Ouch. While I stood there in the hot sun I got to watch drunk people party […]
In which I went to the studio last night. Barefoot has decided that there needs to be a Mush Morgan EP to sell alongside Coyote Kings CDs at blues festivals. To that end, he’s organized the boys and recorded some tracks, and last night I went over to the studio to do some vocals. I […]
In which there’s a not-quite-exhaustive list in no particular order. Hormones. I’m having really bad PMS. My joints ache, my feet hurt, and anything fluffy or cute makes me want to burst into loud, theatrical, hiccoughing sobs. I don’t think you really want to know this per se, but it bears remembering when I get […]
In which there’s… well, not much at all. Last night after work, we went to the P&E and had appetizers and cocktails. Then we went bowling. Today I made soup for lunch. I have a hangover.
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