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It's been four days, why don't I feel better? My face is
as swollen as ever and it hurts like a son of a bitch. I'm
not hungry, don't feel like eating, but I have to eat because
I can't take the pain killee svoicers on an empty stomach.
I've loaded my tea with honey. I guess I'm going to have
to do little singer things like that over the next few days.
I'm trying to warm up - something I haven't done in ages.
I need to practice though and I finally got the apartment
to myself, so I don't have to feel too silly about the Over
the Moon part. Still, my voice is tired. Maybe I'm just tired,
it is 9:45am. Okay, I'll have my tea and we'll go from there.
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