sings of bowling
Somehow I got the idea that the right way to start today was half an hour with a treadmill on its harshest setting. I'm not sure exactly where this idea came from, but I will be on guard against anything coming from that general direction in the future.
This was, of course, followed by seeing this, and thinking "dear God, I need to get the piles of CDs off my desk RIGHT NOW." So most of the writing I have to do got temporarily tabled while I whisked away mounds of discs, purged about 500 of them, and got the piles on my desk down to... um, a more manageable level. While listening to The Very Best of WCKR SPGT. My case is hopeless.