I had the radio on this morning while I was getting ready for work, and it played Christina Aguilera’s song “Hurt.” Since then, this song has been stuck in my head in all its pop and her falsetto glory with all instruments intact.

I want to jam my pen into my ear and swish it around. I want to vomit the nasty sound out of my head. I want to punch that song in the face for wearing out its welcome. I want to pull it out like a musical staff scarf and smack a certain person in the face with it, over and over and over.

Instead I think I am going to go lie down in the dark.