So yesterday I did the thing I told myself I would never do: I stood outside with a bunch of friends in the freezing cold to buy a Wii. I think my voice is gone, for reasons unknown to me; I guess the cold really doesn’t like me. So in lieu of a really detailed and well-researched post about an obscure Greek calypso song about chinchillas, today you get the first song I could find in my music collection whose title vaguely resembles my plight from this morning.

Yes, I can buy you. And unlike Nina Persson, I can damned well make you do whatever the hell I want. Except figure out how to box properly. What the hell.

I’m going back to sleep downtown to play on my friend’s Wii now. (He has Warioware, Zelda and Red Steel. I do not. Also, there will be pizza. Bitchin’.) Enjoy the dulcet tones of everyone’s favourite Cardigans singer!