I’m (thankfully!) not spending the day throwing up! If you read the post below this one, you know that I was feeling sick (again) yesterday and was hoping hoping hoping I wouldn’t live in the bathroom today. I took some medicine last night trying to prevent it. Guess it worked! But on the other hand, I’m in pain. But I’ll take the pain all day if it means I don’t throw up. *sigh* You win some, you lose some.

I also mentioned in the post below that this Sunday Song will be a little different. Before I get into that, you should know that Sunday Song started a while back when I wanted to do a weekly post. I love music and figured doing a post once a week on a song I love would be fun (for me at least :]). Please feel free to comment on the song, or even write your own Sunday Song post. If you write your own, please link to me and then let me know. I would love to be able to come read your post!

So, back to it being a little different today. As you know, I wrote on some heavier/tougher things at the beginning of the week. I’ve been trying to keep things a bit lighter for the past few days. For you guys to have a break from sad stuff, as well as for me to have a little break. SO. The song this week is a funnier song than normal. It makes me laugh and/or smile whenever I hear it.

Normally I have comments on sections of the song, but I have none this week. You’ll see why when you read the lyrics. :)

If you’d like to hear the song, feel free to click right over here.


Running Just to Catch Myself by Mark Schultz

I am driving
I am late for work
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt
While I’m flossing
And I’m changing lanes
Oh Yeah

Now I’m driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty
Hey what the heck why not
Watch it lady
‘Cause your in my spot
Once again

It’s early to work
And here’s a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today
I think they ran a special
I can’t stand still
Can I get a witness
Can you hear me
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself
Maybe someday I could fly away
Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay
Sport my speedo, maybe grab a tan
A dream vacation, wild elation

Now I’m running
Straight into my boss
And he’s angry
Oh and he calls me Ross
Which is funny
‘Cause that ain’t my name
And that’s lame

I’m still running
Running very late
For a meeting
Wait, that was yesterday
Guess I’m early for the one next week
Oh how sweet

I get on the ladder
I corporately climb
I wave at my life as it passes me by every day
My name’s not Ross


Life in my cubicle is discreet
Life in my cubicle is neat
I’ve got some pictures of my friends
Some sharpened pencils…where’s my pen
Ten O’clock I’m in a meeting
Paper cut I think I’m bleeding
Check my hair it’s still receding
Hey what a life

Break for lunch
There’s nothing better
Run outside and don my sweater
Like Fred Rogers let’s be neighbors
I’ve lost my mind

I’m over worked
And underpaid
And non-appreciated
It’s just a perk of being of being
Middle class
And educated
One… spinning circles in my chair
Two…win a game of solitaire
Three… And I ponder where my stapler’s gone

Four O’clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch
Then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I’m going to war
There’s just one thing I’ll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I’m leaving

Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh

It’s five o’clock
It’s time to go
There’s crowds to fight
And horns to blow
It’s talking fast on my cell phone
Hey watch out that’s reckless driving

Five o’clock
It’s time to leave
To hit the couch
And watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep
It’s 8 am on Monday morning

Again and again and again and again and again

Driving around
Nowhere to go
And so I hang with my lady Oh,
And chill with my bro’s
It’s okay, in my Cabriolet


When I meet God
I will have a question
I just forgot my question
I think I am running just to catch myself
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh