I love you, Pandora
While I find Lady Gaga amusing, after two hours of having "Poker Face" running through my head, I was desperate for anything else. A lovely Pandora station built around Prokofiev's Love for Three Oranges has saved me from trying to slit my wrists with the hole punch (an ambitious endeavor, to be sure). Relatively tranquil neo-romantic and modern orchestral music is gentle enough that I can work, complex enough to keep demons (Maah maah maah MAAAAH) safely at bay.
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