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This morning, I woke up at OMG-still-dark:30 because I drank something last night that seems to have upset my stomach.1 When I woke up, the tune in my head immediately started blaring at me:
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?

Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling it's better
Down where it's wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'
Under the sea
Ad fucking nauseam.2 It's been going on all damned morning. That would be enough to drive me nuts just on its own merits, but...this just adds icing:
coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy

made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
i will never leave my bedroom
i will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....
Ad infinitum et excedo.

The second song (Coin Operated Boy by Dresden Dolls) I can understand, because I listened to it last night just before bed. But the first one? Gaaah! Yet, every time I let my mind wander, I find myself humming one or the other. Or both.
  1. About 2 ounces of some sort of sweet, iced-latte thing with an overabundance of whipped topping. I'll get to that in another post.
  2. I make joke! Nausea! As in 'drank something that didn't agree with me!' I slay me!

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( 1 hiss — Hiss at me! )
Jun. 18th, 2008 06:14 pm (UTC)
Thanks...now I have the little mermaid going on in my head...

I want to be - where the people are
I want to see -see 'em dancin'
( 1 hiss — Hiss at me! )

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