Money Talks

“Yeah, I dig it. The beat is sick, kinda like a panic attack set to music.”
“Then it’s settled. You’re in. You’ll be on the soundtrack?”
“Yep. Just hand over that check and everything will be awesome.”
“Nice doing business with you.”
***
“I can’t believe you actually said ‘the beat is sick’. We are actual musicians you know?”
“And we still are, we’re just making bank now.”
“You’re right. Let’s go shopping! I need a dress for my date with Bieber tonight.”
“You don’t even like dudes.”
“Exactly.”
And somewhere a tiny hipster shed a tear for another sellout.

 

This is the first time I’ve gone literal for one of Lance’s prompts over at My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog.  My 100 words based on Tegan and Sara’s “Everything is Awesome”,  are what must have occurred prior to this song being released.  What in the actual world is this shit?

 

From the same duo who did this?

 

Excuse me while I go claw my eardrums out.

 

 

Stay positive & love your life.

-Melissa

 

Today:

Listening to:

Eating:  A salad.  Meh, not what I want for lunch.

Reading:  “When You Are Engulfed in Flames” by David Sedaris

Random fact:  Today is my one year blogging anniversary!

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The Consultant

Today’s 100 word story for Lance’s 100 Word Song post inspired by The Primitive’s “Crash”.   Go visit and join the fun!

“I need reporting showing sales from each of our entities broken out by region and revenue stream.”

“Got it.”

“Also, each morning I need to see all sales for the previous day and noon projections for the current day.”

“Of course.”

“And the information for all of these figures needs to be obtain and sorted from eighteen different sources.”

“No problem.”

—–

“You know our software can’t do any of the things you just promised, right?”

“Don’t worry about that, you’ll figure it out. “

“If you don’t slow down and stop writing checks our asses can’t cash, we’re gonna crash.”

 

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Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

 

 

Today:

Listening to: 

Eating:  Some pasta concoction made from all the fridge scraps last night.

Drinking:  Blue Monster

Random thought:  Once a scorpion, always a scorpion.

Let Me Drown

I could not abandon my buddy Lance’s 100 Word Song blog hop two weeks in a row.  And when I saw this week’s selection was a 90s gem, I knew I had to fire up my keyboard and bang out a quick 100!

I’m not sure why this song made me think addict, but it did.  Here are my painful 100 based on October Project’s “Deep As You Go”.
I’d watched his eyes roll back, his jaw soften; his arms go limp. He called it taking a trip, a trip to a place where I could never follow.

Sometimes I’d place my cheek over his mouth and feel the tickle of his breath, my eyes watching for his chest to rise and fall.

Sometimes I’d lie on my back on the cold floor and count ceiling tiles or name  state capitals.

Sometimes I’d merely listen to the clock tick and let the tears fall freely from my eyes; my soul drowning in sorrow. And he let me drown.

 

 

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Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

 

 

 

I’m Shakin’

In a little over 5 months, I get to marry my best friend.  I honestly don’t think it’s possible for me to be any happier.  Each day just seems nearly too good to be true.

He and I have history.  We met in college.  We’ve both admitted that while love at first sight may not exist, we both caught each others eye and that was that.  I made any excuse I could to be around him.  He made me smile.  He also had a girlfriend and I was coupled with the devil incarnate.  So we left it at a friendship, though we both knew we should be together.

And then life happened.  He moved away for grad school and got married.  I finished grad school and started on the path to my current career.  There were other boyfriends.  Good boyfriends, good people.  But no one ever really fit me.

I met him out with my current boyfriend at the time once.  He brought his wife.  It was awkward.  We sat across the table from each other, just two old friends.  Two old friends who never wanted to be friends.

More time went by.  And roughly a decade after the day we met a fateful “how are you doing text” started a communication that’s never ceased.  His marriage was over and I was flying solo.  It was finally our time.  And we both seized the opportunity.  We haven’t looked back since.

Well, that’s not entirely true.  We look back all the time!  It’s fun to reminisce about how truly clueless we were back in the day.  It’s crazy that we missed each other.  It’s stupid that neither of us said the right words at the right time.

But as with many things in life, timing is everything.  I don’t for a minute regret us taking the paths we did.  Yes, no one desires divorce or a failed relationship, but they teach us.  The years taught us both how to be better partners.  They taught us what we wanted; what makes us happy.  We grew up and learned about ourselves.  So now that we’re finally together, we can really appreciate how truly special our relationship is.

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So, all that as back story for this week’s 100 Word Song inspired by Jack White’s “I’m Shakin”.  It’s about my first road trip to see him  after our reconnection.  Go visit my friend Lance over at My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog and share your 100 word story!
245 miles.

That gives me roughly 4 hours  to compose myself.  Shit, I’m nervous. It’s a good nervous though, the kind that leaves you antsy and causes your heart to randomly flutter.

115 miles.

Ok, only an hour and a half to go. Just a quick stop to apply deodorant. Jesus, why am I sweating so badly?  Maybe I’ll just roll down the window a bit, get some air in here.

2 miles.

There’s the exit. This is it. The moment of truth.

Parking lot.

There he is. Smiles, flutters, roller-coaster tummy.  I’m shakin’. The car door opens.

Hi there.

 

 

 

Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

100 Word Song: Blake, Incarcerated

Everything in the place has the same smell. I can never quite put my finger on what it is. Musty and sad, like how you’d imagine broken dreams may smell. To me, it smells like home. I always knew I’d end up here.

Father was forever down on his luck and looking for his next scheme. Mom, well she was the Bonnie to his Clyde, his biggest fan and willing sidekick. And that left me as heir apparent, ready to pick up the banner and march on when they were sidelined. I’m their son, from my head to my toes.

 

 

 

My 100 words for Lance’s 100 Word Song Challenge based on Alabama 3’s “Woke Up This Morning”.  Why not give it go yourself?  Up for the challege of telling a story in 100 words?  Go visit him here.

 

Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

 

Today:

Listening to: 

Eating:  couscous and aparagus

Random thought:  I need to admit to my caffeine addiction.  That’s the first step, right?

The Guest (Part XXIV)

This week I’m moving my The Guest story along once again.  This story started out as an entry for Trifecta in October and was only supposed to span that month.  Well, here we are in February still pushing toward the conclusion (which has changed in my head several times!).  Check out my last installment here.  Or get caught up on the entire story here.

The first 100 of the 321 words are also for my buddy Lance’s 100 Word Song Challenge.  If you’re not familiar, go check it out.  He writes some cool stuff (including two books….I’m just a smidge jealous)  and this week he was awesome enough to let me select the song:  Blind Melon’s “Tones of Home”.

The entire 321 are for Trifecta’s challenge this week using the third definition of the word manipulate.  Enjoy!

 

“Hmmm, what do I think? Well, for one, I don’t like the way you’re living. I mean everyday recently has been like a rollercoaster.” She said, her voice pitched perfectly in tones of my childhood home.

I silently rolled my eyes.. Here is comes; cue the judgmental sister soapboxing. How could she possibly understand? Cause, the problem, it’s here. It’s what she can’t see.

“But,” she continued. “I think I know what’s going with her.”

I leaned in waiting for her to reveal the nugget of understanding I so desperately needed.

“She’s obviously pregnant. God, you guys are so unobservant.”

—–

“Yo, hey bro, still on the phone?” she asked.

I snapped out of shock and replied, “Yeah, I’m here.”

“Well, have you found the answer you’re looking for?”

“I’m 100% sure that isn’t the answer I was expecting. I thought she’d gone looney. You know she’s been freaking out ever since the whole aquarium pod thing and then there was Cubbie. I just thought she’d completely lost it. This? A baby? Why hasn’t she said anything?” I asked.

“Shit, look at your reaction! You aren’t exactly jumping for joy ya know.”

“No, it’s cool. The idea of being a father actually feels pretty good. It’s just,” I said pausing. “Why hasn’t she told me? I’m Mr. Supportive! It’s like she simply used all of these weird happenings to manipulate the truth. Maybe she is looney!”

“Honey, all pregnant women are looney! Look, you guys haven’t exactly had the easiest last couple of months. Her body is freaking out on her and then there’s the hormones. The hormones, you don’t know anything about that!” she said.

“Me a Dad? Yeah, okay. Me a Dad! You know, it’s been an eventful and enlightening call Sis. Thanks, but I think I need to go find the future mother of my child. As per usual, she has some explaining to do.” I said hanging up.

 

Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

 

Today:

Listening to:  Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Pin

Eating:  broccoli and carrots with Gardein Chk’in.

Random fact:  There are few things I hate more in life than a person camping out in the left lane of the highway.  Asshole, are you oblivious to all of the cars passing you on the right?  Yep, you are.

100 Word Song Challenge: Take It To the Sky (The Guest Part XXIII)

100 more words of The Guest for this week’s 100 Word Song Challenge.  Prompt song for the week:  Tori Amos “Take to the Sky”

New to The Guest?  Get caught up here.

“I feel like I’m moving in circles, ya know?” I said to Beth over the phone. I knew things had gotten really confusing any time I reached out for advice from my big sister. She was full of great insight and ideas, but she had a challenging time reserving her judgment.

“Once I think we’re okay, there she goes again, just, well, acting like a weirdo.” My confession felt good. This is the first time I’d acknowledged to someone else that I was struggling with whatever she was putting me through.

“So let me have it. What do you think?”

 

Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

 

Today:

Listening to:  Boss Hog – Sick

Eating:  Leftover tofu and macaroni casserole.

Random thought:  Holy crap is the Shaky Knees festival line-up insane this year.  So excited!