[after the college!au virus ends] [sung]

[whysomean]

[She strums her bass as she sings.]

I hate it when you can't remember how a song goes

And it gets stuck in your head for awhile

So you hum along with dee's and la's and doe's

But the words aren't coming even though

You know they're there somewhere...

Argh.

Comments

[docfoul]

Luckily, I can recall a multitude of catchy human songs.
It might very well help if I share them.

[whysomean]

Wow. That must be really annoying.

[docfoul]

When I was alive, I could, in theory, be aware of every single point of reality simultaneously.
In other words...
It's not that bad.

[whysomean]

Oh, so you're a zombie now?

[docfoul]

I am not a zombie. I'm a ghost.
There is a big difference.

[whysomean]

Oh, yeah? You don't seem invisible to me.

[docfoul]

Is it not true that my text is ordinarily invisible to the naked eye?

[whysomean]

Oooh, you know how to turn it white. That's really scary.

[docfoul]

Too spooky, as they say?

[whysomean]

I dunno. Do they say that?

[docfoul]

They certainly do.

[whysomean]

Wow. That's really lame.

[docfoul]

I didn't make it up.
I cannot be blamed for that.

[whysomean]

Fine. So you're a blameless weird ghost.

[docfoul]

A blameless, handsome ghost.

[whysomean]

If you're invisible, how can anyone tell?

[docfoul]

A handsome ghost can have pictures of his living visage.

[seasaltzombie]

Problems songwriting?

[whysomean]

Nah. I just

Argh, I've got this lumpin' song stuck in my head.

[seasaltzombie]

What's it sound like?