Oh I wish I Could Talk. I Wish, I Wish.
17 April 2003-1:58 p.m.
I have lost my voice. This is like tourture for me. I can still talk, sort of. I sound like a frog. Physically I feel fine. I'm a little tired but I think that has more to do with not getting enough sleep. But I'm coughing and my voice has slowly been going, and now today, it's gone. This sucks on so many levels. For me not to talk is damn near impossible. Throw in the fact that I'm going to loose money this weekend and it really sucks. I had a storytelling job Saturday. I needed that money. That's at least fifty dollars that now I'm not going to have. *sigh* I thought about not canceling, I can still talk a little but I know if I even tried to project right now I'd loose what little speech I have.
On a brighter note I found this on The Onion. It's a new children's book. For all those poor kids scared about their upcoming plastic surgery.