HELP! i got LSS and i'm hallucinating!

Shit.

Sorry. I meant: Hi! Im back.

I haven't been able to blog in the past week. I've been very busy and so... I'll explain later. And I'll read all your posts after this.

So I'm at work tonight. Remember when I told you that one of my jobs include using transcribing machines (a.k.a. computer, duh? transcribing machine just sounds more professional) with headset and foot pedal to transcribe dictated medical reports by physicians and other healthcare professionals, such as emergency room visits, diagnostic imaging studies, operations, and final summaries of patients, dying or not?

No?

Well, yeah, that's because I haven't told you that. And now, I'm telling you. I am a medical transcriptionist.

Anyway #1, I'm having an LSS (last song syndrome). A terrible one. And this is one of the doctors' fault so *in my sweetest voice* fuck you, doctor. But thanks because I have a job. Here's an apple for you. An apple a day keeps the doctor away, right? What? Oh right! You're a doctor.

Anyway #2, so earlier this evening, I was listening to this recorded dictation by this doctor and in the middle of his medical report -- not really the middle but who cares? -- a song suddenly played in the background. Who turned it on, I don't know. He probably needed a background music or something but WHY THAT SONG? WHHHHHHYYYYYY????

He was listening to Taylor Swift's LOVE STORY! Yes! THAT SONG! And I hate Taylor Swift so I hate THAT SONG.

And now, that song keeps playing in my head. For 3 hours! Three excruciating hours! Taylor Swift has been wasting 3 hours of my life! I'm hating her even more.

Well, not really hate-hate. Not like I-wanna-slap-her-so-fucking-hard hate. Just can-you-at-least-stop-squinting-for-just-one-second hate. She always looks like she ate something sour. Or she smelled something bad. Or both.

Anyway #3, (I keep saying anyway #4 and I don't understand why), but anyway #5 (see?) I just wanted to share that with you.

And this:

Rome-yo taaake me somewhere we can be alone

I'll be waaaiting, all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince. and i'll be the prin-ceeesss

It's a looove stoooory baby just saaaayyyy..

Yeeessss...

Uh-oohooooo..

Uh-oooohooooo...

Hope you get LSS too!

Also, these are for you. If you hate Taylor Swift, you'll love the song lyrics below. If you love her, enjoy the photos and feel free to.. you know. If you're a guy, that is. Win-win right?

I juuusst faaarteeeeedd, yeeaah. Uh-ooooohooo...

Thaaaat Kanye guyyy is aan aaasshoo-ole... Yeahhh... Uh-ooohoooo...

I'm beeeing possssseesssed by a demoooonnn... yeah...Uh-oooohooo...

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UPDATE ON MY NEW URL: So here's the reason why I haven't been able to post anything this week: I've been busy learning HTML, designing my blog and Googling how to put this, and how to do that, and how to change this, and how to remove that. You know? Because the web designer I got BAILED on me! Maybe I was too demanding. What's wrong with putting a picture of a dead monkey with chicken guts all over it as a design to make it look like the monkey stabbed the chicken and the chicken killed the monkey and ran away because it got scared even though it was self-defense, anyway??? I was willing to pay for that design! (I said anyway again, didn't I?) But, how is that demanding?

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P.S. I just want to explain my reaction about this whole LSS thing. It's bad enough that for many hours, the song has been playing in my head. But then, I started singing it! And my seatmate stared at me like, "Are you seriously singing THAT SONG?" That was embarrassing.

Wait....

I don't have a seatmate! RUN!