OH MY GOD PLEASE MAKE IT STOP! Umm, Ok so I really like wings of desire and I've never seen Until the End of the World, even though I kind of want to, but I developed some sort of sick fetish for the soundtrack and now Bono is singing about the end of the world inside my head all the time. I didn't encourage him, I liked the song, but I didn't like it THAT much and I don't want to have to resort to Edith Piaf to chase him away and I forgot to bring my Aretha to work.

Margret,you just reminded me of spending $110.00 to see U2 last time they were here,we got so fucked up,started arguing,never made it to the concert,God I was pissed,I was going to send them to Agatha for the mail art project,but I couldn,t find them.

i don't know what you're talking about, but i now have that europe song "the final countdown" running through my head. because of you. sublex my patella.

Three words, Margaret: Rock me, Amadaeus.

Fuck all of you, now the last two songs are playing AT THE SAME TIME IN MY BRAIN. I must exact revenge: "She's My Cherry Pie.." HA!

europe song "the final countdown" quel fromage my regrets to you Nate

Mendel. who are you? and where do you live?

he's the little man who lives in the fridge and turns out the light.

"total eclipse of the heart." damn you all.

Sarah, I'm from New Jersey. That may be why you find me annoying. What else do you want to know?

How very sad.

Sorry to have saddened you Gee. It's just that I find you all to be the most interesting people I have ever come across. I seriously hope I haven't offended or annoyed anyone and I wish you all a very good night.

ok then. schmuck. you know, people are always putting new jersey down. none of my friends can actually believe I live here but that's just because they don't get it. I'm living in a state of irony.

I wasn't talking about you, Mendel. I was talking about all the poor little people with bad songs stuck in their heads.

Heard this on the way to work today on one of the oldies stations. It'll definitely stick in your head: "Skyrockets in flight, Afternoon Delight Afternoon Delight Afternoon Delight"

That,s a shame

"The bells, the bells!"

i am thinking Night Ranger, of course i have aguy in my jury pool who looks like Dee Snider, so what do you expect. i figure this is as good a place as any to tell all about my dream about another sorabjite. this one involved Margret. I don't know where we were or why were there, i don't even remember what we said, other than it was a little uncomfortable, i was a little shy. here is the kicker, as I have said from day one around here, she reminds me of an old girlfriend named margret, and in my dream she looked just like her. I kept saying "are your sure you never lived in NC?????" The whole dream seemed to be surrounded with this coincidence that i couldn't accept as a coincidence. Stranger yet, there is a girl in my studio lighting class as of last night that is a spitting image of this ex. What the fuck? I don't know if her name is margret or not, and i don't know why this ex is back in my life so to speak...i haven't talked to her or thought of her in months....... anyway, the dream itself was uneventful otherwise,,,,,,,,, and i did see the fern in the corner......i put my cigarette out in it's soil......bastard!

Nyahh Nyahh, your Night Ranger can't get me, I'm listening to Band of Gypsys.

this coffee is delicious. the "friends" theme song.

"total eclipse of the heart" jeeezis agatha.... thanks a lot. mendel, you don't annoy me at all. why would you assume that? the reason i asked who you are is because i was secretly hoping you were someone i know in real life. but if you live in new jersey, you are not he. alas. but i'm sure you're a fine person anyway. if anyone around here gives you shit or roughs you up at all, come talk to me and i'll handle it.

Today it's been a lot of They Might Be Giants. I've got a match, you're embracing my collapse.

Oddly enough, Margret was in a dream of mine last night as well. ("I dreamed about you last night" is one of the more potentially creepy lines to hear from someone, such as a coworker, for example.) That's it. I rarely remember my dreams, unfortunately, other than vague feelings and small scraps from the cutting room floor. Don't remember what she looked like or what was going on. Probably another chase dream or transportation dream; that's all I seem to have.

I am so excited! People are dreaming about me! Chase or transportation dream, woohoo! My bad dreams, as I have mentioned elsewhere, are about my inabilities to rescue kittens and cats in danger. And the personal danger ones, where I call people to tell them I'm very sick or in some peril but the phone won't dial or my throat is so swollen up they can't hear me, or the voice thing on the phone isn't working. Then there's my recurrent dream that I'm in 2nd grade trying to drive my mom's red opel wagon across the bay bridge with my little brother in the back, palm sweating scary.