Posts by author: Mush
In which time is not on my side. When I first decided to go to GBM, I checked kayak.com for flight prices. It was $408 round-trip, including taxes. I didn’t buy because first I had to submit my time off request at work. At the 6-week pre-travel mark the price for the very same flights […]
In which I respond here because I’m no longer in college. I’m reading one of the late Philip K. Dick‘s final three works: a wild tour of drugs, insanity, and longing called VALIS. While the characters – so far at least – are so engaging that it’s worth reading, there’s a great deal of vocabulary. […]
In which now my desk is fully tricked out. I used to have a Mr Coffee Mug-Activated Warmer. It sat on many a desk next to me as I worked for many an employer. It plugged into an electrical outlet and faithfully kept my beverages – and sometimes even my hands – warm. When I […]
In which I use my powers for evil good. You know I’m a whore for the hard sci-fi, right? Totally devour the stuff. By the metric ton. It’s a big part of my free time, the sci-fi is, so I’m gonna talk about it. If you don’t read sci-fi, you can safely skip this whole […]
In which I ramble on about getting older. Work tonight was perfectly paced. Never got behind, never got ahead, just one call or call-back or chat presented itself at a time, all in an orderly fashion. Usually it’s not like that, it’s either banging or totally dead. I guess I liked it; appeals to my […]
In which I wish I was there. Bghead just texted me to tell me that the Big M has died. I’m at work, so I googled it immediately (while on the phone with a customer laboriously explaining why she probably doesn’t want to install the lastest version of Outlook Express on her 11-year-old Windows 95 […]
In which there’s a bar moment. Last night RB picked me up after work and took me over to the Oasis. Between the band’s sets, the bass player came and sat next to our table. There was a lit cigarette in the ashtray next to him. An attractive woman walked up, picked up the cigarette, […]
In which I bitch and moan. It’s Saturday, and I’m at work. I’m cold. I’m tired. And I’ve already been on the phone for an hour and I’m usually not even out of bed by ten. My beloved dog made sad eyes at me when I left the house this morning. Oh, and I feel […]
In which I explain why my content sucks so bad lately. I really like paydays. Twice a month, they put hunnerts and hunnerts of dollars into my account and then I can do neat things like buy lattés and pay off November’s surgery. I like the job itself, actually. I work in a call center, […]
In which it’s way better this way, but still not ideal. I think my ability to perceive the glass as half full is actually a character flaw. I think this because I can slog through a fairly unacceptable life and yet still be convinced that I’m happy, even when I’m patently not. I learned this […]
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