The neverending melody

[jeliza]

It seems to me that when you are inflicted with a particularly awful earworm, you SHOULD be able to figure out what god you offended to be so cursed by the song choice.

I cannot sleep, due to the constant refrain of "do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do" in my head.

... no clue who I should be burning offerings to for that one.

Comments

[m-cobweb.livejournal.com]

I see what you're doing there. Trying to pass along the curse by reciting the refrain.

But it won't work on me, because I heard "Downtown" this morning at the gym.

[jeliza]

It's an ear-Ring!


(I'm almost sorry for that. Maybe a little bit.)