All I want for Christmas (besides gifts and stuff)...
Is to be rid of Nickelback's "Photograph."
I'm not joking, man. It's stalking me. I heard it for about the 87th time in a month while shopping this past weekend. I thought stores were supposed to keep shoppers happy during the holidays (with rainforest sounds, dolphins and crap), but I was wrong. NICKELBACK!!! So I walked outside the store I was in to escape and someone walked out behind me humming it. NooooOOO!!! It's driving me crazily insanely crazy insane. No joke. Since I've nicknamed the lead singer Blah Blah, I've resorted to singing "blah blah blah" whenever I hear it to block out the bad sounds. So if you see someone in LA covering their ears and talking to himself while shopping this week, that's probably me.* I'm not retarded. Just sick of Blah Blah.
*I also might be coughing. Not from a cold. But because I'm still trying to fool people into thinking I'm the Mystery Ricola Cougher. Everyone's doing it at work, too. I believe I've started my a trend.