forget your troubles, come on, get happy

[atrophied]

[ To those who have a journal open, you'll hear a particular song being whistled before it stops to be followed by a downright perky "Good morning!" The whistling resumes shortly after. For those present in the clinic, you will hear that and see House…smiling.

Cheerfully.

Uh... ]

Comments

OH GOD THAT SONG. <3

[hard_talker]

.... [dictated somewhat incredulously]

Greg?

[not that he's about to look a gift horse, buddy, but you never sound that cheerful]

Hugh Laurie's version of it is perfect

[atrophied]

Hey, Mark! Say, can I get a preview of tonight's broadcast?

IT REALLY IS.

[hard_talker]

[he chuckles a little] Yeah, sure. I'm actually workin' on it right now, goin' through the book ... seein' what's gone down. Didja know somebody 86'ed the microwave again?

[atrophied]

I heard. [ More like obsessively reads every last thing the journal records because he is normally that bored. ] I hope no one got hurt.

[hard_talker]

I don't think so. It just ... sounded like something really freaky screaming before it exploded. Friend'a mine did it, so I gotta ask him what the hell he was thinking.

[he says that brightly enough, though]

[atrophied]

Tell him to be more careful next time. Much as I love my job, I'd rather I didn't have to work.

[hard_talker]

Ha, yeah, can do. Not that he's exactly gonna listen. I dunno if you know Zelos, but he ain't exactly the listenin' type.

[atrophied]

Ah. One of those.

[hard_talker]

Yeah, but he's saved my ass once, so I can't bitch about him too much.

[atrophied]

What happened?

[hard_talker]

Oh, I pissed off some new girl with my usual charm, and she came after me to kick my ass. Zelos showed up to convince her otherwise.

[atrophied]

[ brb cracking up ]

[hard_talker]

Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. She had these crazy electrical powers. My usual weapon of choice is a nine-iron. Not a good combo, okay?

[atrophied]

I'm glad you made it out alive.

[hard_talker]

Somehow, by the grace of the Big Guy Himself.