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No Voice! Uh-oh

I've lost my voice. I know, it's a calamity! For someone who talks as much as i do, losing my voice is a disaster. I can't sing. I can't even hum! No laughing. I can barely muster a whisper. But i can do a lovely, croaky conversation, if you're interested.

The last few days have been hectic; rushing between work, uni, work, babysitting... plus, now that i'm sick, my six-hours-of-sleep-a-night thing that i've got going for me really isn't cutting it. Along with my no-voice, i'm sore-throated and my eyes are redder than a mexican sunset, making me look like i'm crying all the time. I worked a fill-in at stateswim, worked extra at church (just because there was lots to get done!) and fell asleep at youth tonight... And i've got a 1500 word essay due on monday that i've not started and have no idea how to complete... and have nobody to ask! I estimate that it'll be about 24 hours before complete and utter panic sets in.

We had movie night last night. English joined George, Loz, Rose, Dodd and i for our girls night (haha, he enjoyed it) and we suffered through another mediocre scary movie; White Noise. When Angel rocked up, she had PB in tow. We watched Music & Lyrics, which is such a good movie - hugh grant, catchy songs, a happy ending... what more is needed? Good movie. Apparently, we're creating 'a little book of annie's stupid comments'. It should be a good read, but it might be a little long. I'll let you know when it hits the shelves. I got English, Angel and Pb hugs, and the girls stayed past ten (amazing, i know!). By the end of the night i could barely swallow though and i was far beyond cheery. That takes just too much energy, i'm afraid.

Well, i though i'd let you know that i was still in the land of the living, but i've really not got much more than that to say. I've moved past my 'crying 24/7' stage, into my 'cranky 24/7' stage, i'm an absolute ray of sunshine in anyone's day. And i've started responding to 'cranky bear', which is apparently my new nickname. It's almost as bad as krantzky. Grr. Ah well, i might as well swap one evil for another. At least it makes for something a little different.

Having just worked another saturday night, i'm not the party-child who goes out (that would be all the rest of my friends, who are currently partying it up somewhere in the city centre :P), nor am i someone who stayed up late on friday night, talking into the wee hours, as i kicked the girls out well before the sun rose. It's a wild life that i lead. But i've decided that i MUST be in bed (making no promises to be asleep, however) before midnight... screw this stupid assignment that i've got to do! I'll just do it tomorrow...

Annie