What does it mean that I have spent the better part of the last 24 hours obsessed with the stuttering transition from the on-its-way-out .Mac to (what I hope will be) the shiny (and more reliable, please god) new MobileMe? I am seriously impatient to start playing with the new toys.
Along which lines: I also want my iPhone 2.0. My 1.1.4 version has been, well, cleaned up and safely returned to a factory state, my iTunes has been updated, I’ve downloaded the first new Apps, and I’m waiting for the new system to appear. It’s after 8 am here; could somebody alert the server?
How much of this is just an attempt to distract myself from the agony I continue to experience in scratching out this chapter, one bloody sentence at a time? Every time I have a moment of clarity, I think, aha, a breakthrough! at last, the banging-my-head-against-the-wall phase is over! And I write like the wind — until the next transition, where I discover yet another new wall to bash myself into. Little wonder, I guess, that new tools seem really appealing.