Yeah. Call me today. Listen to my voice. Sometime overnight I went from a mid-range Alto to a full on baritone. And while part of me revels in the general sexiness of having a voice so low that I sound like a muted tuba the other part of me is desperately hoping that this is just allergies brought on by massive dust etc. Because I am subbing for the last half of this week and the first half of next. Bad timing to get sick my friends...BAD timing.
So instead I am sitting here with a mug of "I Love Lemon" herbal tea doused liberally with honey from the honey bear.
Incidentally, this does actually explain the feeling of unease I had last night. Nice to have things explained at least!
West Wing marathon today - I'm hoping to finally see "Two Cathedrals" tonight at 9.
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