Not your average choir girl

Hooray for Ibuprofen and Pseudoephedrine say I!! Hooray huzzah yippee hoorah!! The evil snot monster has been vanquished, my throat no longer feels like sandpaper, my headache is gone, and best of all... I still have the husky voice, kind of... AND i'm having my usual reaction to PE... s'fun... not conducive to work, or concentrating, or general gross motor skills, or verbal coherence, but hey, it's fun, and if I start talking crap, well at least I have a sexy voice to distract from the content! I'm tempted to make the most of it while I've got it, but it's probably inappropriate to use the work phone in a catholic organisation to ring people and leave smutty messages on their voicemail... not that the calls are monitored in the electronic sense, but apparently God watches us all the time (dirty voyeur) and may decide to smite me... I'm beginning to think that the whole smiting thing is just a hoax though to be honest, coz how often does it actually happen? I've never seen Sandra Sully put on her serious face and announce "In breaking news, a Sydney man was smote today in the carpark of a shopping centre, witnesses claim the man parked in a handicapped space without the appropriate authorisation, swore at a small child and kicked a puppy before the messiah appeared, smiting him with great vengeance and then vanishing again"... That's a news story I've NEVER seen... so I reckon I could get away with a smutty phone call... even if I do work for the pope... tra la la la... hmmm.. must try and focus on work...