Oh. Wow. Look at that. All of my freak-out triggers just fired. Every damn one. Why is it, again, that I don't date? Ah. Yea. Cause of that. There. This feeling.
I know I'm out of it not just because I flaked out on tonight's MA class and left work early with the "I have to be up at 4am and spend all day in Indy excuse" but because I stopped by Borders to pick up the new Greenday CD, brought it home, unwrapped it, put it into my computer... and thought:
"Hey, this sounds a lot like U2."
Look at CD again. Read label again. But the Greenday CD has a bomb on the cover, right?
Oh, shit.
Oh. Dear God. I bought that crappy new U2 CD instead of Greenday.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
I've created my own special kind of hell.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005
In Which the Protagonist Engages in the Usual Sort of Freak-Out Behavior Related to the Stupid Things She Does When She Knows Better Than to Do Them
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5 comments so far. What are your thoughts?
Not that it helps much, but "City of Blinding Lights" is really quite a good song.
Posted by Brendan
You know, I didn't even listen to the whole thing... I got to song two and recoiled in horror at what I had done...
Posted by Kameron Hurley
I absolutely hate it when I do things like that, which unfortunately happens way too often.
Posted by Stacie
Hell-o, hell-o!
Posted by norbizness
I really don't like U2. I just the new Green Day CD and it ROCKS. You should really buy it....
Posted by myllissa
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