Trust Tommy

Been a crazy busy couple of days!

Was down in Cork on Thursday, working with TV3 on a programme about The Lives of Teenagers, which is due to be broadcast some time in June. I was among epic company with Enda Crowley, Siobhan McGettigan and James Whelton – and we made quite a diverse group of internet users. I mean, James is more into the “whitehacking” side of things more than the rest of us so he could bring something very unusual/original to the table. We briefly considered hacking Enda’s mobile phone voicemail on camera for the laugh, but it never came to pass. I also showed Foursquare to them; the more location-based social network. I’d love it to get mainstream like Facebook is, I really would.

I didn’t get back to Limerick until 23:20 that night, but my body seems to be adapting to being deprived of what is considered by many to be a human right. I’m sleeping less these nights because of the cast and I think my body is coming to terms with this.

I’ve been in the cast 3 of my 6 weeks. The days nights when I’d go without sleep in the beginning are luckily gone but I’m still not sleeping well or for long. Two graphs from the iPhone app Sleep Cycle can be seen in this post: one from castified me, one from cast-less me. You can see the obvious difference.

The problem is that the cast is a lot like a baby. It needs to get out of bed every 4 or so hours and be stretched and have a glass of water or else it gets restless and I can’t sleep.

There’s a clause in the Geneva convention against that!