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I found myself singing along with my piano-and-thunderstorm soundtrack while I was working today.

Seriously, who sings along with piano-and-thunderstorm?

♪ I hear the rapture's coming, they say He'll be here soon
Right now there's demons crawling all around my room
They say He lives within me, they say for me He died
And now I hear His footsteps almost every night ♪

~ i finally found the reason
why everything i feel inside
feelings that i can not hide
tell me that it's love

got me acting kind of strange
like i'm on a different plane
never thought i could explain
but i know that it's love

i finally found the reason why
rainbow colors fill the air
people always stop and stare
now that i'm with you ~


I'M IN SUCH A GOOD MOOD YOU GUYS!!!!!

Ugh. What the crap is going on now? If I have to hear one more sap-ass song...

Okay, who is actually going drinking with me tomorrow night? I need to get my drink on! The one requirement is that you have to wear something green. And for those who come out with me, I may have cupcakes.

You told me something that scared me to death
Don’t take me home
I can’t face that yet
I’m ashamed that I’m barely human
And I’m ashamed that I don’t have a heart you can break
I’m just action
And other times reaction

All I owe
All I owe
Are the strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe
All I owe
Are the strides I spend to the finish line
And I’ll give you those
Just don’t make me go home

Give me something to remember

Some of you people really need to learn how to sing.

I never expected to look out my window and see Garrus dancing.

I never want to see Garrus dancing again.

What Liara was doing, on the other had...well now I have video.

Just pray to god I don't start dancing too. I'm likely to blind someone.

Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania
Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania

I must confess
A thousand degrees
Bring out the beast inside of me
Don't be afraid
Go into the place
It's gonna melt your fears away

I'm gonna get this fire started
Impossible for you to breath
The temperatures rising up (up, so hot)
And I'm burning up

Pyromania
Pyromania ow
Pyromania
Ah ah ow
Pyromania
Pyromania
Ow ow owww

If this singing thing keeps up, I'm excited about tomorrow. I've got my fingers crossed that it happens during mass in the morning, might actually make it more bearable. (I promise I'll go to confession about that.)

Here's hoping to a lot of good Irish folk songs in general, though hopefully not over supper, and can't wait to see what the pub's will be like.

Also, my cousin and I have a contest on to see who can get the most kisses. Remember: if you see yourself an Irish lad or lass tomorrow, show them your appreciation. And maybe give us a song or two.

Hello Father, hello Mama,
Here I am in California
Lots of singers, lots of starlets
And sometimes the sky will turn a lovely scarlet

I went walking, roller skating,
Then the earth, it started quaking
Creepy old guy hitting on me
And the people here dream about being ponies

Take me home, oh Mommy, Daddy
Take me home, to Downton Abbey
Don't leave me in California
Where I might get eaten by a ghost

Someone told me
It's all happening at the zoo.
I do believe it,
I do believe it's true.

Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Whoooa. Mmmmm.

It's a light and tumble journey
From the East Side to the park;
Just a fine and fancy ramble
To the zoo.

But you can take the crosstown bus
If it's raining or it's cold,
And the animals will love it
If you do.
If you do.

( Something tells me It's all happening at the zoo )

There's no use in grumbling
When the raindrops come tumbling
Remember, you're the one
Who can fill the world with sunshine

When you smile and you sing
Everything is in tune and it's spring
And life flows along
With a smile and a song

I don't remember Irvine being this weird. Not that I'm complaining, it's nice to see everyone expressing themselves.

Epona Epona soba ni oide
Futari de ireba sabishiku nan ka nai

Dakara Epona koko ni ite
Omae dake o mamotte ageru

Koushite iru to omoi dasu
Ano hi no yoake
Tsuki ga shizumi taiyou to
Omae ga umareta



...Woah wait. I know Japanese??

...Oh god. Why couldn't I have kept singing in Gaelic? What part of my brain was holding on Sir Mix-a-Lot lyrics??


So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda

NO!

♫ You got to keep it up and don't give up
And chase your dreams and you will find
All in time

And all the children walking home past the factories
Can see the light that's shining in my window as I write this song to you
And all the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel that love that radiates, illuminating what I know is true

That all will be well
Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself
All will be well
You can ask me how but only time will tell ♫

A place where nobody dared to go
The love that we came to know
They call it Xanadu
(It takes your breath and it'll leave you blind)

And now, open your eyes and see
What we have made is real
We are in Xanadu
(A dream of it,we offer you)


A million lights are dancing
And there you are, a shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me
Eternally

Xanadu--Xanadu (now we are here)
In Xanadu(Xanadu)
Xanadu--Xanadu (now we are here)
In Xanadu

I think I'm loving this!

I'm so, so fascinated by this musical insanity. I've never seen anything quite like it.

Okay, kids, time for a history lesson that's been stuck in MY head since I stumbled out of bed today, and since I'm gonna be ringing in Drunk Bastard's Day at work tonight.


A long time ago, way back in history,
When all there was to drink was nothin' but cups of tea,
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mopps,
And he invented a wonderful drink, and he made it out of hops.

( he must have been an admiral or a sultan or a king )

Hey, you hear that playin'?

Yes, you hear that playin'?

Do you know who's playin'?

No, who is that playin'?

( Well, it's Gabriel, Gabriel, playin' )

No one loves me 'cause I'm terrible
And it's true, can't you see?
I'm so lonely it's incredible
So be you, don't be me

Because bad luck always follows me around now
I got bad luck like it's going out of style now

Holy jesus this is really fucking annoying. I was singing about cleaning the bar last night like I was in some fucking disney movie.

♫ I just had sex
And it felt so good
Roy let me put
My penis inside of him
I just had sex
And I'll never go back
To the not-having-sex
Ways of the past

Have you ever had sex?
I have it felt great
It felt so good
When I did it with my penis
Roy let me do it
It literally just happened
Having sex can make a nice
Man out of the meanest ♫

Look at me!
Can'tcha see,
I'm fabulous, baby!
Look right here,
ain't it clear,
where I'm heading to?
And look at the time -
honey, I can't stay!
Look while you can,
'cause I'm on my way!
Me, I'm fabulous baby.
I got fabulous things to do!

GUYS MAKE IT STOP PLEASE! SINGING THIS IN MCDONALDS. HELP.

I WANT TO GO BACK TO SONGS ABOUT ME!

What if she's a violent nut?
She might stab me in the gut
With the stick that's up her butt!

Well at least it's the superior London version of this song?

♫ The Captain howled "Heave ho, heave ho"
And tied me up with sheets
"A storm is brewing in the South,"
"It's time to go to sleep."
His berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho
The ocean gnashed and moaned
Like Jonah we'll be swallowed whole
And spat back teeth and bones
He said, "Now hush love, here's your gown."
"There's the bed, lanterns down."
"But I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown." ♫

Had more dreams, and, thankfully, there was no singing.

Just old castles, kings, ghosts and a story about a battle between ye olde Denmark and Norway.

I also find it curious that some of us are afflicted with this singing thing and some of us seem pretty impervious to it all. Strange.

Well. Here's what's up:

First, everyone's running around singing and dancing. You all know, but I just wanted to say it's just slightly disturbing. It's like an episode of Glee just spilled all over the world. I'm definitely not leaving the house except to walk Naga until everyone goes back to normal.

Second, I dreamed more. About being the Avatar. I mastered Waterbending. And then, curious, I turned on the water in the tub.

I guess it's not just a dream anymore. I can move water.

I've been immune to the singing. Thank God. I am completely tone-deaf. But it has been unbelievably funny just walking around. I wonder if that's the reason I haven't heard from Oliver or some of my friends lately, come to think of it.

ETA: I just realized. A couple days and I'll be eleven months sober.

Now at my feet, the dying voice of
Balance - nevermore shall there be a
way to fly,
a way to fly on wings of Divinity, as
words of wisdom fade away

The Law of One will fade and die
The rising Moon will crush the Sky

So falls the Night - the darkest hour
Seek and find all the secrets left for you
Absence of Light - unbalanced power
Only then will you know

The hidden words - a piece of the
puzzle - Time will tell what will be
Between the lines, the past and future
you will find - the ones and zeros are
the key
to unlock what's sealed

The Law of One will fade and die
The rising Moon will crush the Sky

Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty,
Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me,
Creature of night!

ohgodmakeitstop

Great. The one thing I don't want to happen does. Of course. And I don't mean the singing.

Anybody know of a place with really good safe deposit boxes?

( Private to Giles. )

Oh oh oh h ah

You're my love
You're my sweetest thing
Don't shy waay
Don't shy away

Every night makes me hate the days
Can't get enough
Of your love

Am I wrong, am I so unkind
Show me the way
Don't turn away
I can't hide all these thoughts in my mind

( Ooooh )

Raise your hand if you remember when Cadbury Cream Eggs used to be around the size of a small egg. They're probably the one thing I look forward to every Easter and every year they seem like they get smaller and smaller.

Also, it turns out the art store I usually go to, to get my supplies is going out of business. Looks like I'll be going to Michaels from now on.

I have the best boyfriend ever. He sent me a dozen roses that got to me in English yesterday. Damian is amazing and fantastic.

I'm just glad I haven't ruined it yet.

There are few things more terrifying than seeing your superior burst into song. Bowie, no less. It's been a few days and I'm still not over the trauma. I may never be able to leave my corner of the office again.

♫I play in a band, we're the best in the land
We're big in both Chelsea and France
I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar
There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance
So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty
These other gals mean nothing to me
Let's finish these drinks and be gone for the night
'Cause I'm more than a handful, you'll see

( oocly cut for language etc. )