ps.

I haven't fallen off the face of earth, I just happen to be working a lot.

Blogs, msn, and emails fall to the wayside of "more important" things.

Somehow though, even when I'm working I have all this brain time and get all these ideas and they run around my head, and some of them write themselves into stories that stay all packaged up and then suddenly split up and mix with something other until I have 20 new ideas, and 40 old ones that have all mixed and twisted up in the stranges ideas and calculations and stories. And sometimes you can't write any of them out, which is a strangly disappointing thing that is only proven stronger when you find just expressing the existance of them hard.


Sleep is an odd thing.

Like an off button.

Though things like off buttons were likely derived from the natural rest of sleep.

No. They were.

the end.
goodnight blog.