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It is not possible for me to have a Beastie Boys song stuck in my head…

ARGH!

Need some movies to add to my Netflix queue. Why can’t I remember the name of anything that looked interesting to rent when I’m trying to browse Netflix? I think I just added a bunch of stupid stuff to it, but oh well.

While you’re at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden – cold kickin’ it live

ARGH!

Cannot sleep. duh Decided to give up trying and scan some stuff for work, but now I’m sitting here thinking that’s just disgusting to be doing at this hour, so I’ll just goof off instead. At least it’s still technically me time.

I have been feeling like I was wound up so tight that I couldn’t move. But as I guess happens with things that are wound up with a lot of tension, they start to unwind, spinning faster and faster, until now I feel like I’m spinning out of control and just wish someone would throw their arms around me to keep me from flying apart with all this spinning. You’d think the unwinding would be a good thing, but apparently sometimes there is so much tension that when they spin to the point of unwinding they are still going, so they just start to wind up again the other way…

Another place – another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl – another fight
Another drive all night

Where the fuck did I hear that song lately?

I don’t think I’m making any sense. Every time I start to breathe.. relax.. close my eyes it’s either that song generally pissing off my subconscious or the annoying flow of saltwater that is my only apparent tension release.

Wonder how early people get to work? What the fuck am I thinking, as soon as that alarm starts to go off, I’ll be ready to sleep. Better write in now for a “half-day to work at home”.