Guilty Pleasure Yes, I Am Ashamed.
posted by January 31 at 14:37 PMon
I am giving myself up. I am the untouchable from whose lips escaped the words, “Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon,” before I could stop myself, and after which Christopher would not let me take them back.
I would like to say something in my defense, but everything I’ve thought of doesn’t really help. I have been with my man so long, we don’t listen to music anymore. For a while, we had some very funny times putting on random radio stations and seeing who would crack first under the hilarious pressure of some weird top-40 or oldies song or Diane Rehm show, but we stopped that, too. This makes me sound and feel very sad. (Patrick, are you listening? We have to improve ourselves.) (Is this TMI?)
For now, I will receive the lashes. Or worse, I will receive no lashes because my choice is so boring. The humanity.