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02/23/2004: "Can't hear me?"
So I've definitely come down with a case of laryngitis; my voice is gone. It's been gone since Saturday and I'm hoping it doesn't continue much longer, since I'm getting really sick of this mime thing. My phone has rang a few times and I just look at it helplessly since there's no way I'm able to communicate over it right now. My boyfriend is also having way too much fun making fun of me.
The series finale to Sex and the City last night was pretty satisfying, with Charlotte finally getting her baby and Carrie ending up with Big (who knew he had a real name?). However, this marks the end to what's left of decent television...with the WB's announcement that they plan to cancel Angel after this season despite it pulling in higher ratings than ever, I'm pretty much not going to have a reason to turn on the t.v. ever. I'm sick of the crap that's on, especially the reality stuff, which the WB apparently feels is more profitable than Angel is. Hopefully Joss Whedon will shop the show around to other networks as he did when the WB made this same decision about Buffy, but regardless, television sucks and the only reason I need one is so I have something to play video games on.