GODDAMN BILLY JOEL

That is all.
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Jingle Bell Rock

I fucking HATE this time of year.

OH MY GOD. REALLY?

I am too susceptible to suggestion.

"She's like the Wind" by Patrick GodRestHisMotherfuckingSoul Swayze.

GODDAMN YOU, FACEBOOK.

Summer Breeze

By Seals & Crofts. Fucking Hippies.
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Bad Romance

Rah rah ah ah ah
Rama ra ma ma
Gaga ooh la la

Fuck you, Lady Gaga.

And thank you, Fates, that it wasn't "Poker Face" this time.

Blue Christmas

By the King, Elvismotherfuckingpresley. I have never liked this song, but now my ambivalence has been replaced by pure, unadulterated hatred.
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My Romance

By Ella Fitzgerald.

It's in some damn commercial; for what, I don't know, nor do I care.

FUCK YOU, random commercial.

Don't ask me why

By Billy Joel. I never even liked that song to begin with, so I haven't a clue why it's fucking stuck in my head all damn morning.
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I just want to fly

By Sugar Ray.

WHO ISN'T EVEN RELEVANT. Fuck you, Sugar Ray.

Brandy

By Looking Glass.


Bastards. If I have to suffer through it, so do you. 

Some damn song by some damn band

whose name has never been relevent enough for me to commit to memory. I have the musical hook stuck in my head. I hate that band that I can't remember the name of. Fuckers.

We're off to see the Wizard

Yes, that one. From the Wizard of Oz. I have no idea why. I woke up with it in my head. Apparently I was following the Yellow Brick Road in my sleep. DAMN MUNCHKINS.

Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

I never even liked that song. It's the worst song on the entire album so naturally, it's stuck in my motherfucking head.

Fucking ENYA

Sail away. PLEASE sail away.
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You Learn.

I hate you, Alanis Morrissette.
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He's so shy

By The Pointer Sisters. Bitches.
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Born to Run

By Bruce Springsteen. It's fine on the radio once every 6 months or so. But when it's the soundtrack to a stupid dream for what seems like the entire time you're asleep, FUCK Born to Run.

Beauty School motherfucking Dropout

Because I watched "Grease" tonight, dammit. I'll be singing that fucking song in my sleep.

And now, thanks to Sara

This fucking song is stuck in my head.


Thanks, Sara. 

First Post.

I thought the fact that I get a specific song stuck in my head every single day of my freaking life necessitated a blog. I don't care if you don't agree with me. I'm feeling sassy.


Here's the song that was stuck in my head all day yesterday:




All fucking day yesterday. I finally got it unstuck, until my cube-neighbor asked me this morning "you know what song is stuck in my head"?


What are the chances? FML.