two words: deja vu...

Uncanny and unfortunate.

Now playing in my head on infinite repeat: Hot Hot Heat - "Talk To Me, Dance With Me"

"You are my only girl but you're not my owner, girl"

over and over and over and over and over and over and over.

And yet it's really more catchy than annoying.

They have a PS2 with "Guitar Hero" on it at Wal-Mart. My remaining week of freedom appears suddenly to be booked solid.