I was over at Go Fug Yourself and saw this photograph of Kerry Washington:
and noticed the background and almost immediately began ONCE AGAIN to hear "Killer Queen" having a Roman holiday amongst my brain cells.
I'm glad it's almost bed time... but if I wake up still singing it in my head, I may have to increase my Prozac dose. Not that I don't LOVE that song, but it IS possible to get too much of a Very Good Thing.
Last time I had this particular earworm, a dear pal helped by providing a fairly suitable replacement which faded much more quickly than Freddie Mercury's quixotic lyrics and distinctive vocals.