This was going to be called, “My Recurring Dream, a Possessed iPod and a Really Really Bad Movie Choice.” The current title is meant to describe the scrapped former title. And since I’ve scrapped the titles I’ve also decided to scrap, at least part of, the rambling. While I would have droned on for 13 paragraphs describing this dream I’ve been having regularly in explicit detail. Explicit like going on for 5 chapters about a Hobbit’s hairy fucking feet, not explicit like and then I rage fucked a bitch. It hasn’t been that type of dream. It’s been a dream that started with a single sentence being spoken by a person that I don’t speak to anymore. It’s been a dream where each night I’m greeted with just a little more of the story, the way Heroes cock teases me whenever I remember to watch it.

Hairy feet.

But here I am talking about the dream. I’m not doing that. I was then going to touch on the very very bad decision I made about a movie to put me to sleep. I’ve since slapped myself silly, literally, and chosen instead to watch my favorite Disney movie ever. Anyone know which movie that might be? I might surprise you… Anyway. I have decided to instead elaborate on the single sentence that would have covered the second topic of this proposed rambling. That sentence would have been.

I think my iPod is possessed.

I will now elaborate… I think my iPod is possessed. For the past couple of weeks, maybe month. For the past month and a half… I listen to music loud. Like crazy loud. I probably listen to it so loud for two reasons. I kinda think I like to drown out the crazy in my head. And because I sing along, and while I have a dream of being the lead singer of a band… I know I sing for shit. So I probably do it to drown out my tone deaf rendition of “Drain You,” possibly my favorite song this week. So I’m driving along in full rock out mode when, through forces that simply cannot explain, another song comes clearly through my speakers. Always the same song. Always. No not Always, always the same song. Which song is irrelevant, I’ll only say that it’s a song that I have chosen specifically not to listen to. Now I could explain it by saying that obviously someone has an iTrip tuned to the same station as me. But for it to come in so clearly through my speakers. For it to always be the same song, not Always. What’s up with that? So yes, I think my iPod is possessed…

Side note… There is just something about Ben Folds saying, “lick on these nuts and suck the dick.”

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