Oh Christ, not again.

Every June, I get Christmas songs stuck in my head. It’s horrible. Not because I hate Christmas or anything, but because it makes me feel like my brain has turned into a Hallmark store with all the tackiest snow globes on display.

I usually blame it on the summer solstice… or something.

“Have a Holly Jolly Christmas”

Burl Ives

1965

Have a Holly Jolly Christmas

“well, fuck you and all that jazz as we fall down”

SO, I had surgery six days ago, during which I delivered an bouncing 23-year-old gallbladder that needed to die in a fire. I am on all sorts of medication for pain and nausea and gastrointestinal battles.

Then, a couple days ago, I was put on antibiotics for bronchitis, “walking” pneumonia (emphasis on the “walking” because I cannot actually do much of that), and a soul-crushing cough that probably kills kittens. Now, I have a completely different cold that is evacuating all the snot from my nose.

This is all happening at the same time. Oh, also, a brand new contact broke right after I put it in my eye. My body does not know WTF and neither do I, so I got three songs today. Morning, afternoon, evening. Have a blast — I’m going to take more stuff that turns me into Droopy Dog (1:12).

 

I  think this first song accurately depicts my attitude to my immune system right now.

Fuck You!

Cee Lo Green

2010

The Lady Killer

 

I think the context of this applies, as well. After telling my body to go fuck itself, much like Velma Kelly killed her sister and boyfriend, I decided to dance around like I’d pretty much won and just didn’t care anymore.

All That Jazz

Catherine Zeta-Jones

2002 (original: 1975)

Chicago: Music from the Miramax Motion Picture

 

And finally, this is my Waterloo.

Going Down

The Rayees

sometime between 2007 and 2009

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“gonna take a cruise in our souped-up hoopty”

[last.fm clip]

“Hoodlums in the Hit Parade”

Baby Dayliner

2002

Album: “High Heart and Low Estate”