Inbox: empty. First time in…ever. Just the words “This folder is currently empty,” accompanied by a big, fat zero. It will last nine seconds. Seriously, I am the picture of humming efficiency. You want something out of me, get me when I should be at my least organized. I overcompensate so much I think I built a house for some mad poor orphans today, completely by accident.
If I didn’t respond to you, I never got it.
Now, onto my three other email addresses.
Listen to The Shins. That’s all I’ve been doing.