my voice is shot [living]
it's sunday so let me recap my weekend. it's a good thing i only have to type out this blog instead of podcast it because my voice is shot! let me explain how my voice got so fucked up. we've had these wild fires in LA and while i may not have noticed much smoke and muck in the air, it must've been building up in my body. on friday i went out to a club and spent most o the time on the patio with the smokers. that killed my voice. i sound like i'm sick. i thought it'd go away by the next morning or next day but no. on saturday i went to see "the rocky horror picture show", one of those showings where they also perform it as they screen it. it was ok. for what it was, i had fun. however, i realize how fucking stupid the movie is. really. i was ever into this? i guess all outcasts, alternative freaks, and goths go through a rocky horror period. or maybe this is just the marker to point out that i'm now officially old.

