i've got this song stuck in my head, but it's not really a song, it's you, but you're not really in my head, and it's not really a song it's more of a film clip, but not just one, one hundred. it's a hundred film clips, little loops, playing over and over, and tiny projectors pointing everyway spraying the inside of my head with these loops of you, and me. they are all lovely, and quite distracting. all the extra light from the projectors is making me shine, and my head hot. i'm so busy watching, and i don't really have the facilities to do much else, so i must admit to neglecting certain administrative portions of my life while watching these moving pictures of you that are in my head. if it was bigger (my head) i could sell tickets.