Shelter, Pale or otherwise

Working through the ipod alphabetically has thrown up a few 'What was I thinking?' moments to counter the occasional 'I didn't know I had that'.

It also makes me yearn for specific tracks and creates that delayed gratification when they finally arrive. Christ, the things we do to spice up a work day.

In other news, judging from the staggering quantities of vomit I cleaned up last night I may need to have a word with Tom about chewing satsuma segments before swallowing them.