It's the tiny details that make genius

Tell me when will you be mine....
Tell me quando quando quando...

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I've been fighting tiredness and mild depression almost all day. Which means my tips were abysmal at work, since people like to reward clerks for smiling nicely.

Repeating songs in my head:

The Rose
Quando Quando Quando
We'll Sing in the Sunshine
American Pie

Of that last, specifically the following words

Do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me how to dance, real slow?
Well I know that you're in love with him
Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes...

(no subject)

There is an RPG going next to me, and some of the players have been incidentally turned incorporeal. What do they do with their free time while they wait to turn back?

They're hanging about in a dungeon LARPing that they're Vampires.

GEEKS!