Well, that's different

5.19.2009

I wake up every morning with a song in my head. It sounds much more upbeat and happy than it actually is. Most mornings I have some inane song - or worse, just one line of a song - stuck for the majority of the day. The song or snippet will loop ad nauseam and it drives me buggy.

Today, I got a bit of a twist. In addition the the mental jukebox selection (which, by the way is "I Love to Laugh" from Mary Poppins... somebody please kill me) I woke with random vocabulary words, too. Like a gerbil in a wheel, my brain is cycling through the song and throwing in "terpsichorean" and "churlish" Tourettes-style.

Seriously, what. the. hell?


I've found the best way to get the song out of my head is by infecting someone else with it.



You're welcome.

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