I have a nemesis whose Promiscuous post has that goddamn song stuck in my head. I'm trying to drive it out with an assortment of musical goodness, like Supreme Beings of Leisure, but so far it's not working.

And on a completely unrelated note, today is working out to be a day for beverages. I had my usual bottle of water first thing this morning, followed by a Bunny latte, followed by orange juice and chocolate milk for the Hangover Thursday breakfast, and now a Mountain Dew.

More about the latte business:

Bunny: What's with this $20 bill on my desk?

Me: That was in the washer. I didn't have any clothes in that load, so it must be yours.

Bunny: Cool!

(A few minutes later)

Me: Bunny?

Bunny: (Apprehensive) Yee-ahh?

Me: You know how I gave you that $20 I found?

Bunny: Yeah?

Me: You didn't even know you had it, so you didn't even know you'd lost it, and I was doing the laundry so you didn't see it, and I could've taken it and you'd have never known it, but I knew that wouldn't be right since I knew it was your money, so I gave it to you even though I know I could've kept it and you'd've never known any better, but I didn't because I'm such a good boy.

Bunny: You want the $20?

Me: Will you make me a latte?

Bunny: How about I just give you the $20 and you go buy your own damn latte?

Me: Oh. I can do that. Never mind.

Bunny: No, no. I'll make you a latte. That's fine.

Bunny: (Thinking) I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.