Meet and Greet

As I might have mentioned in an earlier post, I share a kitchen with a suitemate. However, she's been out of the country for the summer break here and just got back today.

I was re-organizing the kitchen this evening and listening to the Avenue Q soundtrack. If you aren't already familiar with Avenue Q, this might not be as amusing to you, but I think you can still get the gist of it.

So when my suitemate and her friend happen to arrive at the kitchen door and walk in, my computer happened to be blasting "The Internet Is For Porn." Not only was it playing "The Internet Is For Porn," but at the very moment that both of them walked in, it was playing the ending chorus.

Which goes something like, "Pooooorn, POOOORN, POOOOOORNNN!!!!"

. . . . . .

I can only hope they didn't recognize what was being belted with gusto when I practically ran at the computer with glass drinking glasses still in my hand and slammed the pause button. Stellar first impression.

(Of all the few days that I am not listening to classical or trance/techno... Of all days!)