Muse In The Morning

 

 

For your entertainment, I would like to share a typical morning conversation between me, my Muse and Coffee.

 

 

Betsy: *drags self out of bed and over to computer* Hi.

Muse. Hey.

Betsy: *yawn*

Muse: Is that Coffee?

Betsy: Yeah.

Coffee: Hi.

Betsy and Muse: Hi.

Coffee: Wanna drink?

Betsy: More than life.

Muse: Don’t make the “you consume me” joke again.

Coffee: ‘K. *pours*

Betsy and Muse: *sip, sip, sip*

Muse: Okay, we ready to do this?

Betsy: I guess. *brings up Word document*

Muse: *murmur, murmur* *drinks more coffee*

Betsy: *type, type* *drinks more coffee*

Coffee: Oh, yeah. We’re moving now. Caffiene, baby!

Muse: *talk, talk, talk, talk, talk* *drinks more coffee*

Betsy: *type, type, typity type* This is great! Where’s this coming from? *drinks more coffee*

Muse: Hello! I’m a freaking goddess! *SHOUT SHOUT SHOUT*

Betsy: *clatter, clatter* Wait! Wait! I’m missing it!

Muse: I DON’T CARE! *SHOUT SHOUT*

Coffee: MORE! DRINK MORE! BWHAHAHAHAHA!

Betsy: AHHHHHH! I have to stop! I’m going to be late for work!

Muse: No! *SCREAM SCREAM*

Coffee: Drink, my minions! DRIIIINNNNNKKKKK!

Betsy: No! No, please! I have to stop!

Muse: I WILL NOT LET YOU!

Betsy: I have to…have to….have to….*reaches out with shaky hand* *powers down computer*

Muse: *scoffs* Oh, and you think that’s going to stop me? I’ll just keep talking in your head the whole way to work when you’re driving and can’t do anything about it. HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Coffee: And I’ll zip through your bloodstream for hours and then let you drop right when you need me the most! MWHAHAHAHA!

Betsy: no….no…. *whimper* *drags self off to get dressed*

Muse: *heavy sigh of satisfaction* *stretches* Man, I need a cigarette. So, same time tomorrow, right?

Coffee: You bet, babe. Hey, why don’t we call the Blogosphere and then torment her with shame because she’s surfing the net?

Muse: *wink* I like the way you think.

Betsy: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!

 

And then I go to work.