Thursday, March 3, 2016

Red October!



Writing notes to yourself does no good if you can’t decipher your own notes


You clearly need to write notes about your notes.  Yo, dawg...I heard you like notes... 


So, as happens more often than you may think, I need to remember something.  Be it the name of a song, a movie I've been told to watch, the name of a flower I should plant, a great idea I had for a Christmas present for somebody, or a hilarious Sametime Status message I should use.  


And just why do you never use these so-called "Hilarious" Sametime Statuses?  Instead, we get this crap.  


Most of the time, these sort of notes find themselves on a little widget on my phone which resembles one of those little yellow sticky notes you find in offices everywhere and on cars of people who Have Been Pranked.  This little widget is terrific, and has been immeasurably useful to me on many occasions.  It also sucks, because it relies on my desire to type stuff into my phone, which is better done in short bursts with minimal excess language.  Quite unlike Blagging.  

As such, my notes to myself are usually remarkably brief, and look something like "hd hollygen" which meant something to me at the time, and hopefully will again the next time I look at it.  In this particular instance, it is the product description of a thing I was looking at and the store in which I found it.  I had planned on using this information to compare this product to a similar one at another store, and perhaps later in a session of online shopping.  

A problem arises when these little minimalist notes to myself stop meaning something, as in the case "valve pol fwm eg0612."  That's typed into my phone right now, and I have no earthly clue why.  I could Google it, I'm sure, but I can't be bothered.  If it truly meant something, I would have remembered it, right?  

As of right now, there are three of these little sticky notes in my phone that I can't quite figure out.  It makes me feel like I'm forgetting something.  Though to be more specific, it's actually evidence that I am definitely forgetting something.

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