Just learned the hard way the app doesn't save drafts.
It was a travel day today, so I read my book, The Pale King, which is strange and wonderful and weird, and was on lots of planes.
I got home mercifully early and dunked around on happy fun emails with wine and my current favorite album, Mutt by Cory Branan which is seriously so good every time.
I have been talking to this Scottish boy I met in Edinburgh. I can't tell if it is the language barrier or poorly executed auto-correct or if he just isn't bright, but some of the shit is flat incomprehensible. Example:
Like really? What could this possibly mean?
I still have to finish ModPo, but I am saving it. Speaking of saving things, I wasn't super interested in Amanda Palmer's new book, but after 2+ weeks of tears and gushing on Twitter I have decided I am in fact excited and ready to dive into the lake of emotion. I am trying to watch her live webcast right now. I have decided I am so in love with webcasts lately. Modpo does them beautifully. I have such faith.
So far, so good :)