Marge Simpson, once again

Saturday, August 6th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan

Ah, the joys of a long rock show and an even longer after-bar: I have no voice today. (Which will, as always, end with me hearing a lot of “Hey — you sound just like Marge Simpson.”) Woo hoo! So what’s my cure? I’m thinking about going out to another punk show this evening. I really should sleep and rest my voice, but it’s Rev. Norb. Decisions, decisions.

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