I have Bad Romance stuck in my head.*
I am about to go out to run some errands. Do some laundry. Pick up food at the grocery. Maybe grab a DVD while I am out. But sooner or later it will hit me and I will not even notice.
My feet will step in the rhythm. I will inadvertently hum a bar or two. The next thing I know, I will find myself doing a spin as I go down an aisle. Or perhaps I shall shimmy a bit as I shake out a t-shirt that I pull from the dryer. Maybe I will slide towards an object out of my reach, or lower myself in a pseudo-split to pick something off the floor.
It is only a matter of time. It will overcome me. And I will not even notice until it is too late.
[*] Yes, I put up a link to the video for the few people on my friends list who are so sheltered that they are unfamiliar with the song.