The last stages of the disease known to its sufferers as "Livejournal Lurgy" have manifested in a horrid new symptom: I have lost my voice. I am like Mavis, the vain wannabe-opera singer who sneaks out to a talent competition and gets stranded in the rain in that Mallory Towers book - "Mavis can't sing, she can only CROAK!" I can only croak, and croak feebly at that. I am speechless!
If you know me in real life, you will realise what a terrible thing this is for me. Of course, it is possibly a good thing for all my friends.
I shall spend tomorrow reading Sherlock Holmes stories and waiting forlornly for my voice to return once more.
If you know me in real life, you will realise what a terrible thing this is for me. Of course, it is possibly a good thing for all my friends.
I shall spend tomorrow reading Sherlock Holmes stories and waiting forlornly for my voice to return once more.
- Current Mood:croaky
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stellanova- The Monkey Princess
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i'm missing two partys tonight thanks to the same affliction.
I love Sherlock Holmes. Must rescue my complete annotateds from the storage locker next time I am out there.
I haven't lost my voice, so our lurgies are diverging. I have lost all will to emerge from under the duvet, though.
Gnome has obviously nicked your voice as I think she has learned a second word, which appears to be "NO". Or rather "nananananaNANANANANANAAAAAAAAAAA!" Charming. She's been at it all day.