Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Do Your Thang

So I may not write much anymore, and I don't have much to show for my time. Mostly I've been sleeping. Sleeping insane amounts of hours. I am pretty sure I'm turning into a koala. Sleep, and also, the Cupid Shuffle.

I've become obsessed with this weak, modern version of the Electric Slide! I got the song in my head out of NOWHERE, and it won't go away. I downloaded it to my iPod, I've Cupid Shuffled across my (oops) work papers in my bitty office, I've been singing Down down do your thang to The Funasaurus as he wakes up in the morning; nothing is helping.

Though I have found a tutorial by Cupid himself, wherein he teaches his latest dance craze to you via hand-held recorder in what appears to be a Burger King, focusing on his upper torso and not so much his feet. I get it, Cupid: left, right, kick. I am rhythmically challenged, not fucking stupid.

Sometimes I wonder if I am, perhaps, understimulated on a day-to-day basis.


meno said...

I can imagine that the Funasaurus doesn't mind being awaked by you telling him "Down down do your thang."

At least i hope not.

Pauline said...

you may be feeling under-stimulated but you're still very, very funny

Yoga Gal said...

Sleeping is the best therapy!