Some Mondays are bigger than others

[quesarah]

Don't ask me why I have the Smiths stuck in my head. It's not a condition that pleases me, in fact I'm doing everything I can to get them the hell outta there! Currently I'm listening to Maxwell and he's helping to evict them. Cross your fingers, cats.

Well I may have an idea-- last night I heard a cover of "Please Let Me Get What I Want." That's quite possibly the most self-pitying miserable little song ever written, and I don't understand why anyone would want to cover it. May as well just cover "I Know It's Over:" Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head... I know that similar themes are addressed in blues music, but you almost never run the risk of getting your ass kicked for listening to the blues. Crikey.

(See. I told you I'd been wanting to use "crikey." I finally gave in. Hopefully the urge will now pass.)

virginmartyr1 and I had no luck at the Border's this weekend. Apparently no one knows about college a capella groups. Super neato goodness. So I need to dig around to find any music. Lookit me dig. Dig, me, dig!

Comments

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

1. Hee! I lurve Dexter.

2. I think it's an effort on the part of my common sense to stop saying "Christ!" so much. At least at work. And since you laughed the one time I exclaimed "Criminy!" I'm left with little choice.

3. Whee! Lou's Records!

So does this mean we are going to the birthday thingy on Saturday? If so, I will inform bobamster.

[wafflelips.livejournal.com]

2. I don't remember that incident. Hmmmm.

3. Sure, why not!

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

2. Maybe I said "criminently." But it's kind of the same difference, right? Anyway, yes you laughed. A lot.

3. Cool! Should be fun!