Today:

There were shenanigans. We wound up at [the same] Starbucks twice within an hour. The male barrista was wearing blue and gray argyle socks under his cargo shorts. I guess because he's behind the counter like 85% of the time most people never find out.

Apparently my habit of twisting thick strands of my hair into loose knots is weird?

Got home, wrote my bio for YPI. They only give us about 75 words, which means they have to be pretty straightforward. You have enough room to list your accomplishments and hope they sound impressive, and include a tiny bit of wit before you're out of space. With longer bios I can hide behind cute and self-depreciating humor to downplay myself, but this is more like, "Just spit it out and be done!"

Then I tried to write a bit of "Lifetime Achievement" but it's slow going. I am so unproductive when I have no deadlines...