My brain has accomplished a feat that has stunned even me, the owner of the brain. I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster this week. Like I told my friend Mel at lunch today, I’m so manic and moody that I’ve even begun to annoy myself.
So tonight while I was trying to watch Top Chef and compose about hypocrisy in my head, my brain decided it would be a good idea to mashup two songs in my head and sing them repeatedly. The two songs? “You Can Call Me Al” by Paul Simon and “Answering Machine” by The Replacements. The song in my head went a little something like this:
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
My courage is at its peak
You know what I mean?
How do you say you’re okay to an answering machine
How do you say goodnight to an answering machine?
And then my brain would freeze up for a moment and say, “Hey those are two different songs.” Then it’d go right back to singing the song, just like that, mashing up the Pauls Simon and Westerberg.
Because of this unfortunate musical mixup, it took me like an hour and a half to watch Top Chef. I was staring at drool-inducing Sam (tall, dark, and can cook really gets the juices flowing ifyaknowwhatimean) on the TV, and then I’d be blinking wondering what the fuck he was talking about. It was then that I realized I was too busy singing he song and thinking about the hypocrisy to pay attention. So I’d rewind and start again. I did this about six times.
I’m think I might be losing my mind. I swear if I don’t get some sleep tonight (yeah sleep and I aren’t on speaking terms again) I’m going to pad the walls of Supergenius HQ and never leave again.