I think I need to play it every night before I go to bed, as I've taken to sleeping with the light on lately, due to an unspecified feeling of dread, and recurring dreams about people breaking into my apartment.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I think I need to play it every night before I go to bed, as I've taken to sleeping with the light on lately, due to an unspecified feeling of dread, and recurring dreams about people breaking into my apartment.
Then you most certainly should play it every night before bedtime. Seriously. I think it would be perfect.
I've been sleeping with my baseball bat next to me, instead of under the bed. And I have NO idea where the Unspecified Dread came from.
I've been sleeping with my baseball bat next to me, instead of under the bed. And I have NO idea where the Unspecified Dread came from.
Huh. I *just* started sleeping with a hammer on my nightstand. Been living alone for three years and the Unspecified Dread just kind of hit me too.
That's weird.
Huh. I *just* started sleeping with a hammer on my nightstand. Been living alone for three years and the Unspecified Dread just kind of hit me too.
That's weird.
Bad juju. Perhaps the moon has gone into foo.
It's the world situation.
And to be semi-topical (because it's a line from a Sophie Ellis-Bextor song), when you're feeling kind of mixed-up, just remember it's a mixed-up world.
I've been sleeping with my baseball bat next to me, instead of under the bed. And I have NO idea where the Unspecified Dread came from.
Probably more useful than a fanged stuffed bunny sleeping on your head. Sure, he's going to rule the world one day, but not a terribly useful weapon.
Huh. I've been having an attack of Unspecified Dread myself, lately. How odd.
Man, it IS bad juju floating around.
Okay, who bogarted all the good juju?!?
It's just the hellmouth in Cleveland acting up. You need to leave OH, Steph.
when you're feeling kind of mixed-up, just remember it's a mixed-up world.
You're not going crazy! You're going sane in a crazy world!