Just a little update for any folks who read these. I think that's limited to VicariousE and the spambots, but whatever, I for one welcome our Vicarious overlord.

Six months later and I still have issues with my voice/sinuses/throat/nasal passages. Money I didn't have to spare was wasted on an ENT dottore who basically ran out of ideas. Fuck.

But I am in a real life theater acting class, so hopefully I can eat less shit on technique to pick up for my seemingly dying novelty voice.

I ain't done. I ain't dead. I don't get to get dead. I'll use the few good days my voice picks at random and I'll record these fucking scripts because it's something I enjoy doing. The damage from acid burning my insides with death fume can eat shit and I'll fail my way to the grave if that's how far it goes.

I dunno, Kel-chan thinks it might just take a long time to heal. Hope she's right. Speaking of her, keep an eye on her, she's got a project I think you're really gonna like in the works, I know I do. I literally begged her ass to count me in.

SEE YOU, SPACE COWBOY...