Or you could maybe be your own iPod, and just start singing out loud....
Now, I can hold a note for a long time...actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
Host ,'Why We Fight'
Natter 39 and Holding
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Oct 21, 2005 7:49:17 am PDT #7704 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Sue - Oct 21, 2005 7:50:25 am PDT #7705 of 10002
hip deep in pie
I am earwormed with a song form The Buffy Musical. Shall I sing a few bars so it drowns out the annoying co-worker?
tommyrot - Oct 21, 2005 7:53:09 am PDT #7706 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Shall I sing a few bars so it drowns out the annoying co-worker?
You could loudly sing the line about the penis with diseases....
Maria - Oct 21, 2005 7:53:14 am PDT #7707 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
What do I want for lunch? A mozzarella, tomato and pesto sandwich on a baguette, chicken tikka with mango chutney, or a chicken caesar salad?
Jesse - Oct 21, 2005 7:53:39 am PDT #7708 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Chicken tikka!
Nora Deirdre - Oct 21, 2005 7:54:13 am PDT #7709 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
tikka!
(I just had delicious indian buffet and am happy)
§ ita § - Oct 21, 2005 7:54:14 am PDT #7710 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Calgon, take me away.
I swear. The ducks, the inconsistency, the bills from the same place on consecutive days for different amounts, the amounts that don't go through on the FSA debit card, the software that doesn't work, the departmental reorgs that throw almost-complete projects into jeopardy, the people that call and don't leave messages, the soreness that means typing hurts, the damp chill in the air, the meeting that's sure to be cancelled at the last minute, the car dealers that are spamming me, and the fact that I don't want the lunch I have in the kitchen.
Sue - Oct 21, 2005 7:55:15 am PDT #7711 of 10002
hip deep in pie
I can't say no to anything with Mango chutney.
I don't have the penis with diseases song in my head. It's "I'm Under Your Spell." I would like to get it out.
Vortex - Oct 21, 2005 7:57:34 am PDT #7712 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
oh, thanks Sue. I am determinedly singing "Standing In Your Way" to get it out (get out, Get Out, GET OUT!!)
sarameg - Oct 21, 2005 8:06:19 am PDT #7713 of 10002
Hey mambo....
I am heartily sick of it. For a whole two days, I had a mild Rodney Krall(sp?) song and that made me happy.