This is Way Better Than Solitaire!

As seen at Angry Pregnant Lawyer...

Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question. NO CHEATING.

I swear I didn't cheat once, it is rather scary!

How does the world see me?
I Got You, Vitamin C

Well, I guess I'm screwed then.

Will I have a happy life?
Hit, The Sugarcubes

Well, the title doesn't sound so hot, but the song is about falling in love so it's 50/50.

What do my friends really think of me?
Turn Me Loose, Loverboy

That could be depressing if I dwell on it.

Do people secretly lust after me?
Institutionalized, Suicidal Tendencies

I take that as a no.

How can I make myself happy?
Hold on Loosely, 38 Special

Bwaahaahaaa

What should I do with my life?
Photograph, Def Leppard

Well, what community college does not offer photography courses? Perhaps I should enroll this next semester. What's the worst that could happen, I start taking good pictures?

What is some good advice for me?
Higher Ground, Red Hot Chili Peppers

Hmmmmm, one to ponder.

How will I be remembered?
Ah Leah! Donnie Iris

Apparently my obsession with that song will be the thing that people most remember.

What is my signature dancing song?
Take Me Out, Franz Ferdinand

Does doing air guitar count?

What do I think my current theme song is?
Runnin With the Devil, Van Halen

See, it looks like I cheated, didn't it?

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Cult of Personality, Living Color

Again, you would think I skipped ahead, but I didn't.

What song will play at my funeral?
You Dropped a Bomb on Me, The Gap Band

Yesssss!

What type of men/women do I like?
Pure Energy, Information Society

Not sure about that... I like to read a lot, which isn't exactly energetic.


What is my day going to be like?
I Know There's Something Going On, Frida

Yes, especially when I don't hear Mr. Personality in the next room.

What one thing could I not live without?
Don't Stop Til You Get Enough, Michael Jackson

A bit ambiguous, almost an extension of the question, so I went ahead one to get:

Rock You Like a Hurricane, Scorpions

I'll take that to mean sex, thank you.

Comments

Hope said…
I got some free time, I'll try it. Although I'm a little worried
1:31 PM
Dani said…
You always me smile...You also brought back a memory for me. I remember my high school basketball team used to warm up for games to "Runnin With the Devil" until several Christians began to vehemently oppose it. Warm ups were just never the same after...
7:35 PM
J said…
You have Frida on your iPod? You're the coolest person I've ever met. Now I have to go download that song. I was addicted to that song in High School. I know, I shouldn't be admitting that in public.
8:11 AM
J said…
Wait...we haven't actually met. You're still cool. ;)
8:11 AM
Piece of Work said…
See--I don't have an ipod. SO I can't play all the cool games. No fair! But I loved your answers!
7:05 PM
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