Sunday, August 28, 2005

madness sets in

i'm trying very hard to determine whether i just imagined that. was that my reality or someone else's? *involuntary spasm of disgust* oh, definitely not my reality. sorry, i'm getting ahead of myself here. i'll start at the beginning.
it was about five o' clock in the morning. the location was christiana hospital, in wilmington, delaware, and the date was september 17th, 1986. somewhere in the maternity ward, my mother....ok, sorry, i meant the beginning of the freaky incident, not my actual beginning, such as it was. alright, so, where was i?
i was brushing my teeth in the suite bathroom when i heard a very odd noise coming from the connecting room. i turned off the water to facilitate the listening process. yep, it was the worst song of all time. and one of those people in the other room was actually singing along with it! i crept sleathily to the door and pressed my ear to it. i hadn't imagined it, it was really happening. that singing voice (much too high to come from any person of the male persuasion), those shitty, uninspired lyrics.... "MMbop, do bah doo wap, mmmm bop, dah bah dooo.... @&%$&^%#$&%^%^%&DF^*%$RFD$# (et cetera, und so weite, you get the idea)." and that thing in the other room was singing happily along to that vile composition!
lurching backwards, i scanned the bathroom in a panic. surely there must be some hidden camera in a dark corner, happily filming my consternation (no, there wasn't. and don't ever call me shirley). i crept back into my room and locked the connecting door. maybe the pod people had taken over the other half of the suite, but they weren't going to get me! not if i had anything to say about it!

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