Posts by author: Mush
In which I should have posted Sunday when the club experience was still fresh in my mind so that I could have amused you with witty anecdotes, but instead I didn’t and now all you get to read is this dribble. Saturday night, I went with some new friends to a Latin club in the […]
In which I get money for nothin’. (But no chicks for free.) First of all, I haven’t washed my hair in 3 days, and I just want to get that out of the way before we go any further. Full disclosure and all that. Yesterday afternoon RB left me a voicemail message at work saying […]
In which I’m so fucking healthy you would not even believe it. I woke up before my alarm went off this morning. I did isometric exercises on the floor in my room. I took a shower. I made breakfast and ate it. I walked briskly to work. When I stopped for an iced latte, I […]
In which it sucked WAY more than usual. This morning I rolled out of bed feeling all groggy and logy. I showered, put a bunch of product in my hair and then dried it stupid in spite of the effort, got dressed, and hiked to the dentist’s office. The hygienist gave me a bunch of […]
In which I go out and meet people. Yay! Saturday at work? Sucked. I was behind by about 25 calls all morning (until I finally got hold of one of the engineers and got him to remove a faulty TimeBank restriction that was keeping customers nationwide from being able to dial-up), and then in the […]
In which I think aloud, as it were. Even though it’s actually typing. (Writing. Whatever.) Let me admit first that I’ve never had a five-year plan. I’m the kind of creature who takes things as they come, and at any job interview where I’ve been asked, “Where do you see yourself in five years, Michelle?” […]
In which it was totally flattering. I walked over to the Chevron on my lunch break and bought cigarettes. The lady behind the counter asked to see my ID. I handed it over and she looked at my birth date. “Wow!” she exclaimed, grinning at me. “You really don’t look your age!” It was awesome. […]
In which I’m not talkin’ about OPEC. This morning I was walking to work and I realized that I have for the past few weeks felt physically better than I have felt for a similar length of time in years. I was walking along thinking, “I feel like me. Wow. How long has it been […]
In which I roll out the stunning vista of my upcoming weekend. Booyah. (Srsly.) (The pace, it’s killing me.) Last night RB took me to see a band. We went mainly because the band in question gets A-list blues gigs here in the northwest, and we wanted to hear what the competition sounded like. They […]
In which I am totally reaching for material, here. Totally. RB picked me up after work and took me to the studio, where he played a new song he’d written for me to sing (a kick-ass blues/R&B number I wish I’d written myself about leavin’ your man), helped me learn a run in another original […]
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