(August 5, 2006)
I wake up and can’t speak. I can hardly even whisper. I try and try but no sound comes out. I’m in Chicago at
Angie’s grandparents’ house. It’s the day of our performance at Second City on the main stage and I have
lost my voice. I don’t know what to do. This is horrible, but I know I’ll figure it out.
Angie helps me to explain my
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