Thursday, January 26, 2006

LALALALALALA (Archive from March 13, 2005)

There is consistent music in my head. Like all the time. Top 40 songs, music from The Rocky Horror Picture Show, tv theme music... Sometimes people tell me that I dance but since they can't hear the music they wonder about me. I do find myself dancing quite a bit. Perhaps I should be embarassed but I'm only embarassed about other things, things that I should not be so worried about. Do other people hear music all the time? I would love to meet someone else who does. Doo doo doo. Sometimes I wind up singing out loud. My boyfriend is British so it is doubly fun when these songs come spilling out of my mouth because he has never heard like 90 percent of them. He didn't grow up with The Facts of Life or Diff'rent Strokesso he thinks these songs are HILARIOUS. Except at the same time you can tell he also thinks I'm an imbecile. Because he's, you know, British. They think we're all imbeciles. Let's face it -- sometimes we are. Look at the kinds of TV shows we have made popular? The Bachelor, Extreme Makeover.

So I have to go now and comfort my sister -- she is very upset because the Mexican take-away place sent her a cheese enchilada instead of chili. It is very traumatic for her, although she is still eating it.

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