Thursday, November 12, 2009

disappearing act...

I haven't actually disappeared nor have my thoughts dried up,but I've been falling into bed like a magnet hugs a fridge, holding fast to the sheets. Lately when I get home around 12am, I just haven't been able to burn the same midnight oil as I usually do and still make it up for the early mornings, so for the past week I've been giving in a little bit and going to sleep when I get home.

Lots to talk about and lots on my mind weaving webs of concern so tomorrow I shall reindulge in my little bloggy diary entries. I taped a song that I taught myself on the guitar and i might post that for giggles and break my all word, multimedia adverse, blog mould...depends on how into self humiliation I am tomorrow :-)

4 comments:

Unknown said...

You get up, work and literally go right back to bed. I have been in this mode and it's OK for awhile.

A musical number on the way? How fun.

Shawna said...

not really just get up and work. I try to cram a lot into my days and I really like working at night because it's easier to concentrate...musical number on the way, however, how musical is the question ;-)

Unknown said...

complete and utter musical:-P

Shawna said...

It's coming, It's coming ;-)