For The Record

I don't hate James Taylor. I never said that I did. In fact, I find his mellow blend of folk-rock very pleasant. I simply was saying that when Tiddlefitz plays James Taylor, it is such a contrast to the awful music he usually plays that I forget to get mad at him. He's failing, though, I'm managed to cultivate to a steady grumpiness regarding him that should protect me from future James Taylor episodes.

Sinister!

I fell asleep on the couch earlier and woke up later to find James Taylor songs running through my head. I don't know why this is so, but I suspect foul play. While I was napping, none of my roommates came home. They were all out either hot tubbing or broadcasting the news. As for me, I hadn't thought of James Taylor at all in a good long while, so I don't think my subconscious is to blame. So what I believe to be true is that a mysterious neighbor, who we call "Tiddlefitz" is trying to win in a deadly game of annoying music. Usually, he plays really loud techno music at all hours, prompting me to become very upset. But I've been gradually learning to block out the bad techno. But I think he's upped the ante and started playing James Taylor songs while I'm asleep to throw me off. So that when the techno comes back, I'll unprepared for it and he will destroy me. But I see through your little game, Tiddlefitz. You won't take me down easily!