I am the midnight watchman
by Tommy
It’s 03:06. How are you?
I’m downstairs in the kitchen. Mum’s iPod is charging. I put just shy of three hundred podcasts on it earlier. I’ve got my audiobooks and top 25 played songs, I’ll be grand.
Decided to pull my first reall all-nighter, and of course, being me, I blog about it.
I’m slower typing, and I feel my thought process being sluggish, but I’m thinking the same.. just slower.
I’m nourishing myself on a diet of, as you can see, diet Coke and overcooked pasta. We’re okay! :)
The hotel we’re staying at has wifi, so as long as I can connect, it should be twittering/blogging as usual.
I really want to have a shower, but I’m afraid of waking mom up.
Oh John, I’m bringing the Flip! camera to America, just so’s you know.. :)
