Almost silent

My voice gave out this morning. Some kind of unwelcome bug is causing my throat to be sore and has gradually chipped away at my voice like a sculptor intent on destroying the entire piece of marble in frustration.

I woke up and tried to speak on the phone and nothing came out.

I worked at home because if I went in to the office I would be constantly asked questions I couldn't answer to anyone's satisfaction - including my own. Being at home at least forced people to email me with their questions. And I got work done without interruption for once.

I hope that tonight as I sleep the fragments and chips of my voice get swept away and replaced by a shiny new voice, because tomorrow will be even more frustrating if it continues this way.

[listening to "The Chauffeur" - Duran Duran]

Small Talk With Clothing

"YEEEAaaaaarrrgghhhhh!!" said my pants.

Me: "um, what?"

Pants: "You heard me."

Me: "well, yes and probably some neighbors did too, but what's your problem?"

Pants: "oh come on, even inhaling you almost fired my button in to orbit just now."

Me: "what? no I didn't!"

Pants: "denial ain't just a river in Egypt ya know."

Me: "Dammit. Ok point taken. But you were loose when I got you."

Pants: "and how long ago was that?"

Me: "..."

Pants: "there you have it then."

Me: "ok ok I'll do something about it then."

Pants: "about damn time, sheesh, I've been waisting away here for too long."

Me: "don't ever try to be funny again."

Pant: "fair enough."

So begins the dive back in to regular excercise and stuff...