and it might just kill me yet

remember ally mcbeal? of course you do. she was that crazy sheila on tv a few years ago with the body of a pre-pubescent boy and the face of a genetically modified duck. she was apparently a lawyer, but more resembled a waitress in a texan waffle house*. and she was somehow allowed to exist in normal society despite displaying the classic symptoms of both paranoid schitzophrenia and bipolar disorder.



i don't know what the writing in the background means as, like dannii minogue, i don't speak asian. but i'm guessing its something along these lines:

"so. not. hot. BLEUGH!"

i think this character also may have set the feminist movement back about 40 years. but that's just my radical, lefty, militant femmo opinion. you are most welcome to disagree with me. i'm open to other opinions. sometimes.

i will ashamedly confess to watching the show from time to time, mostly during robert downey jr's stint as ally's shrink/love-interest. i don't care what they say about that man. i loves him. he is talented as all fuck and he can snort cocaine off my baps any time he wants. i'm still not so sure this was such a good move though.

anyway, the reason for this post was that there was actually one thing i took away from this television series that has stuck with me ever since:

the theme song.

ally's first shrink told her that in order to get through life, once MUST have a theme song. something to hum to oneself when everything goes awry. music therapy, if you will.

now i have had situational theme songs before, as i'm sure we all have. everclear's 'you make me feel like a whore' got me through a particularly painful crush. and the cowboy junkies's 'i'm so lonesome i could cry' for some reason nursed me through my father's death. but I never really thought about it much.

until, that is, I heard the mountain goats' new single, and i just burst into tears there and then, driving along in my car on my way to dance class. it was, like, they were, like, totally speaking my mind, dude.

since then i have been humming the song to myself as i walk down the street and wander around the office in my tiny little "power suits", whining about how my childhood sweetheart married someone else and telling people how we used to sniff each other's bu...

oh wait, that was ally mcbeal not me. my childhood sweetheart didn't marry someone else. he's not allowed too, cause he's a raging homosexual.

anyway, i believe the song is called 'this year', and the chorus goes like this:

"i am gonna make it through this year if it kills me".

me too, mountain goats, me too. i hope.

*hums*



*not that there's anything wrong with being a waitress in a texan waffle house. some of my best friends are waitresses in texan waffle houses. it's a bill hicks reference. cope.