My Voice

I've always liked the sound of my voice. Don't you? You do.

But I like it, and I think that's one of the reasons I talk so much, and yell all the time, and sit in the UMC meowing for hours. Plus, meowing is fun. Try it. Also try saying this over and over again, trust me, you'll like it: beep boop bop boop beep boop bop boop beep boop bop boop. [Say it fast. It's fun.] [The other reason I talk/make noise all the time is that SO YOU PAY GD* ATTENTION TO ME!!!!!!!!]

*will I ever create that post I keep telling you I am going to? I don't know.

Anyway, back to my voice. IT'S RAD. But not only do I love my voice, I also have a "thing" for voices. Like almost any British accent... Mmmm.... For example, Alan Rickman... YES. YES. YES. If he read any kind of book on tape... I WOULD BUY ALL OF THEM. Even if it was... I don't know... Some book I don't like. And Laura Linney... I like her voice too. And my friend, Peter, can do all these different, funny voices, and we didn't have a book handy, but we had the Nintendo Wii manual for Super Mario and he read that to us in different voices and it was AWESOME. Trust me.


BUT BACK TO ME.
I'm also a pretty good story-teller (I mean, hello, blog). So my friends always come to me, form a circle 'neath my feetsies and say, "Oh Becca! Won't you fancy tell us a story?!" After I take a swig from my bottle o' McCormick's Vanilla Vodka, and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm, I turn over with an indecipherable groan. Then they say, "Oh Becca dearest! A story!" and poke me with sticks. Then I awake with a roar and we strike an agreement that if I tell them a story they will bring me three live sheep with which I may do as I please.

Anyway, my friend Natty B and I had this conversation last night:

Nathanel
"so what have you been up to? you should read your blog out so i can listen to it on my ipod"

Me

"haha, but then you wouldnt get the pictures! they are vital! but i know you want to hear the sound of my voice ;) ;)" 

Nathanael

"while i'm doing it please, i need a coach, you could cheer us on!

Me

"i totally would!"

Nathanael

"you could read the dictionary to us while we got to sleep, and the phone book in the morning, that's my new wish/dream"

Me

"hahaha, im going to blog about this :) :)" 

Nathanael

"that is so hot, don't leave out the part with the beaver:

Me

"haha"

Nathanael

"and by beaver I mean the 25 pound rodent"

Me

"ill put in a picture"

I stay true to my word.

Anyway, I know you all would TOTALLY dig me reading to you. You could pop it in your itunes and I could coach you on as you run, or lull you to sleep with sweet nothings, or give you pointers during sex. And since I'm made of free time, you could give me requests for books you want to hear me read, and I can set forth upon making an mp3 file of my voice. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU. 

But seriously, forget this whole "last semester of college" deal. I've got a business to run. 

eBooks by Becca 

"Because not just any voice can bring you to climax."