I get Earworm all the time. For those of you who don't know, Earworm is that pesky phenomenon of having a suck-ass song stuck in your head for hours, sometimes days, on end. The last episode of Earworm I had resulted in the destruction of Mira's favorite toy: The singing Yo Gabba Gabba guitar. Think happy thoughts, happy thoughts, and they'll come right back to you...Think happy thoughts....Yeah.
Last night I had that other irritating phenomenon. I call it Mindworm. I don't know if there's a technical term for it but it goes something like this: Hubby snores. I wake up and kick him. He doesn't feel a thing. Kick. Nothing. And then the brain starts a churnin' with inane thoughts and I can't turn it off. Sometimes for hours.
So I thought I'd share the wealth with you.
~ I need to stop reading Perez Hilton. It's a time-suck and he's mean.
~Yesterday Perez reported that Anthony Bourdain dissed Mario Batali's show Spain...On the Road Again because it co-stars Gwyneth Paltrow. "Why would you go to Spain with the one bitch who refuses to eat ham?"
~Oh yeah, that's why I read Perez Hilton. I'm mean, too. Gwyneth Paltrow: Freakshow.
~Somebody once told me I looked like Gwyneth. Who was that? Can't remember. Whoever it was, he's an asshole.
~I read the book club selection on the plane to Greece; I have no idea anymore what it was about?
~ Need to Google: Early Onset Alzheimers
~Hubby thinks I look like Blondie from the comic strip. Grateful he doesn't look like Dagwood.
~You know what's gross? People who put fruit in cottage cheese. Gag.
~I do not have Parkinson's. I do not have Parkinson's. I do not have Parkinson's.
~Grocery list: corn tortillas, limes, Band-Aids, edamame.
~Will eating too much soy really make hubby grow boobs?
~Why can't I link on Twitter? I'm an asshole.
~If I think the curse word but don't say it, do I owe the Bad Word Jar?
~I used to have a really cute butt. Now, not so much.
~Call tomorrow to schedule mammogram. 40 sucks.
~Would it be wrong to deep fry edamame?
~Awesome stepkid R is suddenly showering every day. Shower=Girls?
~Condoms???
~Would it be a mistake to put mint in the garden this year?
~What the hell is chervil, anyways?
~If this mosquito bite on my toe doesn't quit itching, I'm going to kill myself.
~Need to Google: West Nile Virus.
~Jamie Oliver: love him or hate him?
~Does Miss D. really think I love Miss M. more than her? Do I act like it?
~Think happy thoughts, happy thoughts, and they'll come right back to you...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
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This is the funniest thing I've read in a long time. Thanks for the giggles!
ReplyDeleteI am always incredibly pleased when I make you laugh.
ReplyDeleteOMG, that is SO me. I usually diagnose myself with a million diseases in the middle of the night (including West Nile), convince myself we are going bankrupt, decide that my kids are a mess, and on vow to give up blogging. In the morning I decided that I was nuts the night before.
ReplyDeleteOops, there are a million mistakes in that comment. Time for bed...
ReplyDeleteMy Gibby is back! I am so happy to see you! You were very missed. I'm so glad there are others as whackjob as me.
ReplyDeleteMint in pot, not in the garden. I am still unearthing roots. Darned thing now thinks it's grass and wants to take over whatever little lawn I have.
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