that damp and lonely thursday

Apparently I (sure, I'll take the blame) neglected to stop the music on my computer this morning, so note that my last.fm widget is not indicative of what I'm currently listening to, which would be silence interspersed with the mild mannered bickering of coworkers. By some grace of god though I was listening to Pulp before I left, which segued into Queen (yes!), and then into Radiohead, which I have at least a day's worth of. So thank you, urge to listen to Disco 2000 while I was getting ready - you've saved me from the perils of peer judgment and unreflective Top Artist skewing.

UPDATE: Okay, nevermind. My house just might be, uh, haunted, or something. Guess I could delete this post and pretend it never happened, but I'm rather fond of the title. Bonus points - and a blog shout-out - to whoever knows where it's from. And no googling. Please.