50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 40

Last night, I worked like hell to get asleep. It was an epic battle. Only to have it last but a mere hour and 15 minutes. A little after two, I woke up and realized I had no cat food. And I could not get over the fact I had no cat food. That I would have to go to the store, get some, come back and feed Pru, before I went to work. I realized that I would never get back to sleep in this state. So I got up and went to the store.

When I came home, I fed Pru, even tho it wasn’t really breakfast time. But we were singing the cat food song. it goes like this:

Does it come in a bag?

Is it something crunchy?

Do they call it ‘cat food?’

Then it is for ME!

If you want to hear me sing the cat food song, you have to come to my house and give me $50. Ok, I’ll do it for $20, but you still have to come to my house.

The point of all this is, today’s theme is “3 am.” My fiction to arrive shortly.

Three A.M.

She looked outside the window at the night. It wasn’t snowing outside, but it was storming in her head. Like a snow globe, their conversation had shaken her emotions, and she knew she wouldn’t sleep until they all settled, gently, into their new terrain. Everything was different now.

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Dear Neighbors, may I have your attention, please…

It is over. I repeat, it is over. It is now time to take down your Christmas lights, or at that very least, turn them off. Look, I appreciate their twinkly beauty as much as the next girl. I do. But Christmas lights after New Years Day? That’s just gauche. You don’t have to take them down, lord knows I’ve kept a Christmas tree up until April a time or two myself. Leave them up all year, save yourself some time, I don’t care. Except for you, guy with the Christmas choo-choo train in your front yard, that thing needs to go away now.

If you must decorate your home, take a tip from local merchandisers, get ready for Valentine’s day. V-day lights? Why not? It’s never too early to decorate. It is, however, occasionally too late.

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You girls wanna buy a squirrel? They make crackerjack pets!

Well kids, turns out a dead squirrel only buys you about a half an hour of high speed internet access. Just enough to tease you. While, there are plenty of squirrels running around the pacific northwest, I think I am going to have to find another way to make it work. It’s just… icky. When the connectivity disappeared, I just had to walk away. I’d had enough. I went and watched something called Television. I don’t know what the fuss is all about, it’s ok, I suppose. I think it has potential.

Here I go, I’m gonna call me some tech support….

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You have reached Ritual Sacrifice. For goats, please press “1” or say “goats”. To sacrifice a loved one or pet, press the pound key.

I have angered the high speed internet gods, somehow. I’m not sure how to rectify the situation. Perhaps a small animal sacrifice is needed. I received my new cable modem last night, hooked everything up according to instruction, and it’s not working. It appears it is not connecting with their network. Blinky green light instead of solid green light. Now I have to have a cable guy come out and look at it. And you know how much I hate calling tech support. Then today, I get emails from Verizon, thanking me for signing up for DSL service. A service they swear they didn’t take away from me in the first place. It should be working next week, they say. But… that’s a month after it went down! Since I am going to cancel it, they really needn’t bother. But, on the offhand chance the cable modem is not working by the then, I guess I’ll let them do what they want.

Which small animal would you sacrifice to the high speed internet gods? A squirrel?

That’s really it, nothing else exciting to say. Except, maybe my computer luck is turning around. Evildeb was pestering me, sticking her new shoes in my face. While they were on her feet. And five minutes later she dropped her mac on said shoes and feet and broke it. The mac, not the shoes or feet. Karma.

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This e-store will surely change our life for the better, so get happy!

Oh the debate rages on. This is better than the time I brought up the warm smell of colitas. I’ve tried to stay out of it as much as possible, and let ya’ll work it out for yourselves. The correct answer is, of course, Yoda. We had an equally exciting debate around here as well. And here is how it started, the way all good philosophical debates start, with an online quiz.

Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?

Yoda

A venerated sage with vast power and knowledge, you gently guide forces around you while serving as a champion of the light.



“Judge me by my size, do you? And well you should not – for my ally is the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life greets it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us, and binds us. Luminescent beings are we, not this crude matter! You must feel the Force around you, everywher
e.”

My result. Paco, he sits next to me said, “Cool! Awesome! I love this. This is cooler than Yoda!” What did he get? Picard. I begged to differ. And there you go. Dr. Stevil said “you are so NOT yoda!” but he’s just jealous because he’s some stupid hobbit.

I’ve had a headache for about six days now, and I’m well and truly sick of it. It must be all my vast power and knowledge.

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50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 39

Hello and welcome to the last 50 Word Fiction Friday of 2005. Whooo-hooo! Goodbye, 2005! Don’t let the door hit you on the ass on the way out. [2005 has been a very rough year for some of you, I know you are happy to see it go.] So, I thought the theme was a no brainer, it’s new year’s resolutions. Something I, personally, do not make because I don’t like to set myself up for failure.

Fire in the Hole

Who was she kidding, she’d never give this up? Taking the straw to her lips, she took that first sip of bubbly cold caffeinated goodness. She’d tossed this last resolution in like a grenade, knowing it’s inevitable combustion would take the others down with it. Mmmmm…. Dr Pepper.

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Next Step: World Domination

Typically, when I make holiday pies for the family, I make pecan (aka: Gelatinous Nut Pie) which I don’t like, and pumpkin, which I LOVE. If you get the big can, it makes two pumpkin pies. I usually keep one for myself. Pie, as my Moür Moür taught me, is good for every meal. This year, the Christmas Eve dinner included 18 people. So I brought both pumpkin pies over. But I only got one baby slice. There was no pie for Christmas morning breakfast. Or Christmas afternoon and evening snacks. So I am making myself a little pie right now. How is it I make so many pies, but have no pie plates? Someone out there has a surplus of pie plates.

So, no DSL. What’s more, verizon cancelled my email account. I only need that for an SMTP server, and I could use webmail, but it’s very annoying. So I got my own back up dial up account, so I could quit mooching. And I could have reliable SMTP. I also ordered a cable modem and high speed internet access from the cable company. I’ve had it with verizon. It’s just so annoying and every single thing is a nightmare to deal with, when it comes to the internet. Even their website is confusing. So I am canceling DSL.

Now, until I ordered that cable modem, I didn’t understand how powerless Verizon was making me feel. Because as soon as I hung up the phone, it was SUNNY DAYS AGAIN! I’m so happy, I might just accomplish something with my week off that is already halfway over. Instead of playing the sims. Although, I must say, I’ve created my most successfully slutty sim ever, Thea. A recent college graduate with a degree in psychology, Thea currently has 4 “lovers.” One more and we get bonus points! That girl is a woo-hoo having machine, I’m telling you! Currently, she is working in the paranormal field. But we might switch to athletics. She likes doing the yoga and working on the treadmill.

So, pie in the oven, cable modem on the way, sexy slutty sims burning up the woo-hoo, life’s looking up.

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