At A Loss for Words

Or at a loss for a voice, anyway. One thing you don't want to do at a party is lose your voice. As I found out today. Because it happened to me. You see, I went, with my older brother, of course, to the closing night party for Picasso. Problem is, about a fifth of the way through, I for some reason randomly lost my voice. There's a problem with parties when you can't talk - that parties are all about talking. Not being able to talk leads to lots of suckiness. I am 100% sure that I would have had fun had I been able to speak. Instead, I looked around looking a bit dumb. But, I still preferred being there to being here with nothing to do, I daresay...

Also, my older brother bought Encore (yay!), and there is one track everyone has to hear, whether you like Eminem or not (aside from Mosh, that is, but Mosh is one whose video you have to watch to really get the full impact) - Mockingbird. It's Eminem explaining to his daughter basically why her mom isn't around. Truly wonderful.

And that, I think, will most probably conclude the good aspects of this week. Tomorrow, I have to at least start working on my lab. Most likely I will go home for a while. And I will probably do nothing else. Yay... Ideas, anyone?