I went on an expedition today. All for a notebook that didn't have in it what I expected it to. Alas. But I did find another notebook I'd forgotten about. Notes about a crazy-ass (prophetic?) dream I had, crit notes from a friend's novel, and a page on my Myers-Briggs results.
Guys, I am so much an INFJ it's ridiculous. Between this and my sun chart, I'm fully defined.