Just to get it out of the way: 300 weight #6b7280 on white. Someone hates eyes.
As for the content...meh. The file(s) or book(s) you put your ideas in are like compost piles. You throw things in them, and every once in a while you get out the pitchfork and turn them over. You see if some half-baked concept has become fertilizer for your current thoughts. You admire how some old brainstorm has rotted down to goo after you've learned more on a subject. You fish out some weirdly undecayed thing and go, "Oh, I was looking for that."
As for the content...meh. The file(s) or book(s) you put your ideas in are like compost piles. You throw things in them, and every once in a while you get out the pitchfork and turn them over. You see if some half-baked concept has become fertilizer for your current thoughts. You admire how some old brainstorm has rotted down to goo after you've learned more on a subject. You fish out some weirdly undecayed thing and go, "Oh, I was looking for that."