Continuously MIA
This entry was posted on 10/28/2008 3:00 PM and is filed under Announcements.
*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*
The type of sigh that Napoleon Dynamite does when he's frustrated. It's almost dinner time. I just received a notification of a comment that was left on here today, only to find about 20 more that I didn't know existed. *eyebrow* I have a billion things on my To Do list. I have so many emails in my inbox that I haven't been able to catch up in over 6 months. I leave for Europe in a week. I have to pick new music for the Canary Islands show because there were some crossed lines. My body is really crabby and I've been sick since the weekend.
And my sigh is that of Napoleon Dynamite. My eyebrow is only a twitch, which means I'm still in a pretty good mood. Kind of like the certain flicking of my cats' tails that tells me I haven't completely earned a good swiping, only a playful pounce. Anyway, I am ravenous, I haven't been on MySpace since this summer, I'm almost equally behind on Tribe, I don't remember the last time I looked at this blog, I am back down to only 200 messages in my inbox (it was 450 a couple months ago)...but I AM alive. Contrary to popular belief, I haven't fallen off the face of the planet.
See...this is is one of those annoying things. There are only a few hours a day where my brain can handle doing gobs of email and computer work, which means that the moment I go on tour or get sick, they start piling up and I have a hard time recovering from it. Heaven forbid if I should have a funk or do something like...oh I dunno...get divorced. *the other eyebrow, and a bit more prolonged* Anyway, there is this horrible rumor going around that Izzy has left the building, but like Elvis, people keep catching glimpses of her at various festivals and then there are those random emails and blog posts that throw everyone off guard.
Anyone who is close to me knows: Online communication has become the bane of my existence. I haven't quite figured out how to keep up with my life since it's taken the turn it has in the last year and a half. I will figure it out. I will clone myself...or something. But I'll have to keep a close eye on them...I seem to remember a movie about a guy's clones all running rampant in his life and doing things he didn't really want them to be doing...getting benefits he wasn't getting...hahahah!
So yes, I'm still here. And there. And everywhere. I'm just...*pant pant pant* A little cross-eyed. Don't mind my MIA-ness or my delays in replying. It's sooooo not personal. OK, I'm going to go EEEEAT now! Arrrrrg!
The type of sigh that Napoleon Dynamite does when he's frustrated. It's almost dinner time. I just received a notification of a comment that was left on here today, only to find about 20 more that I didn't know existed. *eyebrow* I have a billion things on my To Do list. I have so many emails in my inbox that I haven't been able to catch up in over 6 months. I leave for Europe in a week. I have to pick new music for the Canary Islands show because there were some crossed lines. My body is really crabby and I've been sick since the weekend.
And my sigh is that of Napoleon Dynamite. My eyebrow is only a twitch, which means I'm still in a pretty good mood. Kind of like the certain flicking of my cats' tails that tells me I haven't completely earned a good swiping, only a playful pounce. Anyway, I am ravenous, I haven't been on MySpace since this summer, I'm almost equally behind on Tribe, I don't remember the last time I looked at this blog, I am back down to only 200 messages in my inbox (it was 450 a couple months ago)...but I AM alive. Contrary to popular belief, I haven't fallen off the face of the planet.
See...this is is one of those annoying things. There are only a few hours a day where my brain can handle doing gobs of email and computer work, which means that the moment I go on tour or get sick, they start piling up and I have a hard time recovering from it. Heaven forbid if I should have a funk or do something like...oh I dunno...get divorced. *the other eyebrow, and a bit more prolonged* Anyway, there is this horrible rumor going around that Izzy has left the building, but like Elvis, people keep catching glimpses of her at various festivals and then there are those random emails and blog posts that throw everyone off guard.
Anyone who is close to me knows: Online communication has become the bane of my existence. I haven't quite figured out how to keep up with my life since it's taken the turn it has in the last year and a half. I will figure it out. I will clone myself...or something. But I'll have to keep a close eye on them...I seem to remember a movie about a guy's clones all running rampant in his life and doing things he didn't really want them to be doing...getting benefits he wasn't getting...hahahah!
So yes, I'm still here. And there. And everywhere. I'm just...*pant pant pant* A little cross-eyed. Don't mind my MIA-ness or my delays in replying. It's sooooo not personal. OK, I'm going to go EEEEAT now! Arrrrrg!