Faster than a speeding bullet point
Morning is not my friend--and I have struggled with this for so long that I have become all but convinced that I'm part of an evolutionary branch of humanity who stayed up late and kept the fire going while the day shift slept. Sometimes I think I should try making a career out of doing long-distance freelance work for another time zone whose morning starts several hours later than my own.
I knew that my iPod had a Notes menu fed from the Notes folder, but I didn't know that it did inter-note hyperlinks. This rocks my book-authoring socks.
Taking screenshots of an iPod sucks. This does not rock my book-authoring socks.
Have I mentioned lately that I hate, hate, hate character encoding issues on the web? Mmm, ISO-8859-1 characters pasted into a file claiming to be UTF-8...