Have all those unsorted loads of laundry finally caught up with me?

From ffffound.

My mind feels tired and sort of droopy, like it’s fallen slack. Has my brain atrophied from disuse? I’m in a list-and-label mood; maybe I’d benefit from a thorough cataloging project, like a tough workout for my head. I suffer this withdrawal the way some people suffer iron deficiencies.

I’ve been milling around on the look-out for things to stick Post-its on. I wish I had a tape measure handy because I have this funny itch to measure my office and draw up its floorplan. What I should do is clear off the top of my desk, but it is so cluttered that I’d require a clean surface for the de-cluttering process.

For now, here’s what I’m listening to this week:
Moses by Patty Griffin
Bleed for Me by Saliva
Her Eyes by Pat Monahan
When I Said I Would by Whitney Duncan
Prince of Spades by Dispatch