gained yard
My sickness is lingering, afraid to once again take a back seat but not getting the attention it really deserves. When I went to Schiffert last Friday, I was given medications to eradicate it quickly; yet, it has hung on like a real trooper. Yesterday, before starting my rounds of the Emporium floor to solve endless math problems with students, I grabbed a piece of Trident gum. Within seconds, my voice dropped one, no TWO!, octaves and has stayed that way since.
It’s been said of me that my reincarnated self will be a subwoofer since I naturally sing/hum along to the bass lines of songs. Today, I have been unwillingly imitating that new birth. My voice is low enough to drive hibernating animals out of the ground.
And then. There’s always an “and then”. Tonight during a circuit theory review, my voice tried out a new coat, a new coat called “random tonal fluctuations”. As I was talking to my professor in a hefty Barry White timbre, my voice started to crack with every few words. First some lows, then my normal voice slightly harsher, then this squeal that we both laughed at. It’s annoying, but not nearly as annoying as was being deliriously sick for a few days. And this is a reason I will never attempt podcasting.
December 9th, 2005 at 12:18 pm
Awww, I hope you feel better! By the way, that girl at the top of your page? Severely sexy.
December 12th, 2005 at 12:01 am
Severely sexy… mmm… yesssss. She was a stupendous model.