And me without an ice pick

[slipjig3]

Yesterday morning, I woke up earwormed on "Desert Moon" by Dennis DeYoung. (I had just been dreaming about slow-dancing with a stocky Latino gentleman to the song.)

This morning, I woke up earwormed on the Jordache commercial jingle from about the same time frame. ("You've got the look I want to know better, you've got the look that alllll togetherrrr....")

This leads me to conclude that (a) there's a DJ in my skull, who (b) is wearing a Members Only jacket, and (c) has no friends.

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[chris-walsh.livejournal.com]

Or a Morrissey song.

[elionwyr.livejournal.com]

I so know that feeling.

And randomly - embarrassingly - I get earwormed by old jungles.

If you've got a passion for fashion
If you've got a craving for saving
Take the wheel
Of your automobile
And swing on down to...Ideal!