A pretty (size below) skirt and a top that has been hanging in my wardrobe forever helped me fight it off today, but I fear with my birthday looming this weekend, I'm going to need a professional to sort Miss I. Voice out.
Still, at least she's not busy telling me my writing sucks this week. Although, she is letting me plot for a lot longer than I should. Time to put on my cape and take out my trusty fountain pen. En garde!