3:50AM – I wake up because I have to use the restroom. Upon returning to bed, I see that at some point earlier in the evening, Robert has IMed me. Being that they’re eight hours ahead, I return the IM to see if he’s still around at his office. He is. Good, we can chat for a few minutes, and do – from everything about our June newsletter which is hopefully being sent out today, to puppets and macrame, to if I have a big belly yet (I don’t).
4:01 AM – my last transmission via IM with Robert is not recieved. Perhaps he accidentally hit a button that turned his laptop off. That’s happened before.
4:04 AM – I see that all of the rest of the team is still on, so I figure this is exactly what has happened and IM Will, saying, “WHY is Robert the only one who ever gets kicked off of Skype when we’re talking?” I know that Will will give Robert a hard time for accidentally turning his laptop off.
4:05 AM – Will doesn’t respond. He too has been kicked off. At this point I realize they’ve probably lost power. Oh…life in Iraq. Oh…the life of communicating with people living life in Iraq.
4:06 AM – I decide to stick around for a few minutes to see if their power comes back on.
4:32 AM – As you can see, I’m here and NOT talking to Robert, so…you can figure out the rest.
If you haven’t read it yet, you should check out his latest blogging. They’re excerpts from some of the journals he’s been writing. Good stuff. Well, I think I’ll lie back down at this point. If their power does come back on and they come back on for chatting, I’ll know about it, I guess. If not, I’ll sleep.
4:35 AM: Angie wonders how many people will think she was really asking if there was anybody out there as opposed to referencing a song, and goes to the bathroom one more time before settling back in.
6:18 AM – Am awakened by the need to go to the bathroom, and the end of a strange dream (maybe the one caused the other). At the nearly the same time, I receieve another message from Robert. Turns out, they had to go to the passport office. Oh wait. No they didn’t. I don’t know what happened. He thought that I was offline. Who knows.