James Wynn

Since returning from Japan I’ve had terrible jet lag; stay up till 1am only to wake at 4am followed by an energy crash at 3pm. Luckily the crash is short lived. This insomniatic state has given a chance to work on things though.

For instance, this morning I added OpenID to my blog so that people from livejournal, deadjournal, or any other OpenID enabled blog can comment more easily. This also allowed me to comment on any of those blogs without having to be added to their communities. Few things irritate me as much as having to sign up to new networks every time I want to comment on a blog. So instead of spending 5 minutes creating a new account this morning, I spent 30 minutes implementing OpenID on my server. Hooray for wasting time.

My morning have also given me a chance to get to know my new BlackBerry a bit better. Its nice being able to read the morning mail and news from bed, or anywhere else for that matter. I was totally psyched when I finally got a phone with AIM, email, and a decent keyboard, but my head exploded when I realized that I could use Gmail, Google Talk, and Google Maps on it. Handiest damned phone I’ve ever used. Now I just need to get one of those nice bluetooth earbuds so I can talk without holding it. And yes, I promise not to wear it in public, that’s just creepy looking.

Aside from the mid-afternoon energy crash, the only other downside to this new allotment of morning is having much more time to think about D.C. Just being on the same continent as Jessie makes it so unbearably tempting to jump in the car and drive to her. But I will be visiting soon enough… well not soon ENOUGH, but soon…

I need more distractions… Please people, send me your blogs so that I may be entertained by your drivel.

I return from Japan, a 22 hour trek, and come back to the apartment where I had only lived 3 days before leaving. All my stuff still in boxes, the rest of the apartment evolved without me. Strange how upon arriving in Japan I somehow immediately felt ‘home’ but my actual apartment seems very foreign to me. I figured after some unpacking, and rearranging, the place would seem more lived in and natural, but here I am at 5:00am still up and uncomfortable. Surely it will pass after a good night of sleep.

I was tired when I got off the plane, but now I just sit here trying to sleep and thinking of all the things I have to do, all the things I want to do, all the people I want to see, and what they are likely to be doing right now.

Daily Wisdom:
“Nothing worth doing is every easy”
“If you follow any story far enough, it turns to shit, but it turns to gold too”