Mixed Bag

Two pages of stuff. Yesterday was horribly productive, but I made the mistake of taking it at a sprint instead of a marathon a day actually is. So more day-old scans. It's like day-old bread, except not.

For your daily dose of vagueness, today had some really excellent talking and some really excellent listening. Is it a little egotistical to say I had good talking? Let's modify that to "conversations". On the intake end, I found a way to listen to podcasts on my ipod without stopping and choosing a new one in between each. *flex*flex*

I may actually catch up on 'casts this way.

I'm coming off two 20-minute sections of yoga, so there's a bit of an endorphin rush, hence the falling-down of my usual candid candor. I actually think I'll go for a third helping. Maybe it'll help me wind down for sleep. The Polyphonic Spree can wait until tomorrow.