December 2011
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Worst. Timing. Ever
Thursday Morning: I get on the plane to Chicago with the slightest of coughs (I think I coughed twice and blamed it on the recycled air)
Friday Evening: Completely lost voice.
This sucks way more than usual. Losing your voice is always terrible and usually inconvenient. But I’m only home for 5 days and I’ve been really looking forward to running around Chicago and catching up with...
I have less time, less tolerance for bullshit, more interest in good taste, more...
– Nick Hornsby (Songbook)
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