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Jan. 24th, 2004 11:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
besubversiveLast night was a rockin' party for Carly's birthday. She was totally tipsy, I was totally sober, and there was totally a 4 month old pug at the party who got passed from lap to lap ALL night. All of these things, GREAT. Me and Carly made a vow to always be neighbors. I decided my first animal in my own place will be a pug, named Buschemi after Steve Buscemi. That guy is a great actor, I love him, and he's got buggy eyes and weird wrinkles like a pug. Then I can call my puppy Boo for short. Additional puppies will be named Rodney (after R. Dangerfield) and Bette (Bette Davis' eyes were freakin' weird).
So, on the way home from the party, my voice started sounding like I was entering a male puberty. This spawned a discussion between Shan and I about how we were both weird kids who totally envied people who lost their voice when they got sick. And how we always wished we would, because you'd come into school and everyone would be all, "Ohh, you can't talk? Poor baby." And how crazy is it that you typically don't lose your hearing or sight for a day, but you can lose your voice? There's the whole symbolic part of being silenced, too. Wow.
And guess what? I woke up this morning, and I've lost my voice.
::looks under the bed for it::
So, on the way home from the party, my voice started sounding like I was entering a male puberty. This spawned a discussion between Shan and I about how we were both weird kids who totally envied people who lost their voice when they got sick. And how we always wished we would, because you'd come into school and everyone would be all, "Ohh, you can't talk? Poor baby." And how crazy is it that you typically don't lose your hearing or sight for a day, but you can lose your voice? There's the whole symbolic part of being silenced, too. Wow.
And guess what? I woke up this morning, and I've lost my voice.
::looks under the bed for it::
