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Listening: "I'm the Girl" by Heather Nova

Reading (perhaps quality): What Looks Like Crazy on an Ordinary Day by Pearl Clege

Reading (definitely pulp): Nothing.

Drinking: Water.

August 24, 2003
9:15 pm

My only phone conversation of the day went something like this:

  • Foster: Hello?
  • Mo: (whispering) I have laryngitis.
  • Foster: Do you have laryngitis? Poor thing.
  • Mo: Can I have a ride to the party today?
  • Foster: What?
  • Mo: Can I have a ride today?
  • Foster: Sure. I'll be there in about 15 minutes.
  • Mo: Mmmm hmm.
  • Foster: (pause) And hey, at least now you won't have to worry about talking with your exbf.
  • Mo: (laughing, but voice getting really raspy now) or anyone else.

Yup, still am voice-free. That's not entirely true (I can whisper) but talking really talking is still completely beyond me.

a m. just a m

Doing (life and related tasks): Trying to get better.

Doing (crafty stuff): Nada right now.

Wanting: My voice.

Anticipating: Flash class this week.

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