"say goodbye to hollywood, say goodbye my baby...say goodbye to hollywood, say goodbye my baby"
how much does it suck to have obscure billy joel in my head at work.
I totally wish I could change stations. the worst thing about my personal soundtrack is that it has no reference. I can't remember the last time I actually listened to any billy joel, so how I have no idea how it attaches itself to my brain in the middle of the work day.
I guess I should be thankful that today it is not showtunes (like yesterday...."everthins up to date in Kansas city")
*if you are new to the concept of my personal soundtrack it is the music that is in my head almost 24/7. I can turn it off if suitably occupied, in class, at a movie, other great music can help. but it is like my brain needs more activity than I can provide during work, so if I do not have music it will provide some. I think this explains my fascination with movie soundtracks. can you imagine the excitement if my life was accompanied aloud by my personal soundtrack? unfortunately most times it is not accurate to the mood of real life.
** this is probably part one of a series...just in case the soundtrack ever gets cool, you too can be in on the action. dance party baby.