“I Can’t Get It Out Of My Head”
Is that the most fucking appropriatly titled song ever? I think so. I heard it today, several hours ago. This is not unusual, as I hear it, and many other songs as well, several times per week.
But no, this one isn’t like other songs. I can’t get it out of my head. I’ve been through this before; I know what’s going to happen. I’ll be hearing this song in my head for the next couple days. It’s already ruined the part of today after which I heard it.
This happens every time. I hate it so much that once it finally does leave my head, I can’t even remember how it goes. Sometimes ignorance really is bliss.
I’m not the only one, either. My roommate was in the room at the time (poor soul!), and will be hearing it for at least the next today. My other apartmentmates, and my other friends, suffer from the same affliction.
And now the bastard is singing it out loud. Would any jury in the world convict me if I killed him? I doubt it; it’s a mercy killing at this point.
I wouldn’t mind so much if I could see the video. She’s hot, and even if the sound is on, I don’t hear the song. But with no video, I’m totally fucked.
So, Ms. Minogue, I would like to say this to you: Enjoy your fame, your fans, and your royalty checks. Sic transit gloria mundi. One year from now, you will have disappeared from the American airwaves. You have no staying power, because your only talent is annoying me. Fuck, I wish I could come up with some eloquent denouncement of you and the hellspawn you’ve produced. But I can’t, because your damn song is preventing me from concentrating!
Gah, I hate this shit. Somebody make it stop.