Thursday miscellanea #381

Upon viewing The Breakfast Club and realizing it was made 32 years ago about my generation, Nathan has allowed the possibility that I just might be telling the truth when I tell him I know how it feels to be a teenager.
Back on Windows Phone. Windows 10 Mobile, the released version, is finally available for my hardware, and the Instagram client works well. I like having Cortana and my live tiles back, and streaming my music collection from OneDrive has worked nicely so far.
A friend and I were discussing over lunch on Monday the related curses of absolute pitch and relative pitch. (He has the former; I have the latter.) We’re unusually bothered when recorded music is played at a not-quite-correct speed, or when an artist plays a song in a different key live. Well, I was reminded of a blessing from the ability this morning. The pitch of my starter was ever-so-slightly lower. I’ll need a battery in 60 to 90 days. That’s a useful early warning.
I don’t follow women’s college basketball at all, and I knew who Pat Summitt was. Thank you to a fine coach and person. RIP.
My sleep is improving, thank goodness. Routine has helped. Better diet has helped. I still have some way to go. I’ve a feeling evening exercise may be next. If I can’t straighten it out on my own in another month or so, I’ll ask for help.
Barely snuck under $300 on the electric bill this past time. We’re doing pretty well this season with this, but I’m still glad the days are already getting shorter.
I am finding myself unusually receptive to, and thankful for, the influence of friends with positive attitudes. It is exceptionally well-timed. You know who you are. Thank you!

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