How I Do It: Getting It In (and Out)

How I Do It: Getting it in (and out) of my mind and onto the web

Disclaimer: This ain't about boinkin'...it's about writing. Feel free to skip to the bottom for a cute pic so you won't feel like I totally roped you into reading this post!!!
<I'm all under-dressed and in de-compress mode now. It's 1:30 am and I'm lying on my stow-away bed (read: mattress on the floor in my office).
I can't believe they haven't invented real mini-mes yet...I definitely need one!
I so need a twin!>

The work never ends.

I read and write a LOT.

And so, a lot of funny business happens when I also have to...do other stuff...or at least remember I'm supposed to.

So the juggling act begins because I've got a ridiculous amount of storage space in my own humanoid brain.

Oh, and it gets filled. Ya, mon!

I mean, I'm a Master in my own right, academically-speaking.

And to do that, a few odd years ago, I spent an unbelievable amount of time producing a gigantor thesis in (not one, but) two languages.

In this self-made, do-it-yourself itty bitty interworld, somebody please say that matters.

Please? I wuv u!

I love writing, I do, but these days I've got notes (hand-written, 'cuz I'm ole school) up to my eyelashes in:

                                                Things I'll Remember


A) Forever

Like, literally, FOREVER.

I am sorta proud to admit that I can often recall and recite prior conversations.

VERBATIM...

I'm not kidding you.

Ask any boyfriend I've ever had. *giggles*)


B) Long Enough

Like,

"Turn OFF the heater, in like, 5 minutes, before you blow up your scanner that's sitting waay too close to your heating apparatus."

Yes, I write random ish like that down. Don't judge me! )


C) For the Rest of the Day

But which will be promptly forgotten upon awakening, and which will not be retrieved for an indecipherable amount of time.


D) Until I Try to Throw Any Notes Away

And then look and go,

"Oh my lordy, why am I only finding this NOW? When did I write this? How come I didn't put a time stamp and date on it?"
--->I do time-stamp and date my hand-written notes nowadays...Hey, when all else fails, rely on your private school-ingrained note-taking training!)


E) But Not Realize I Still Remember

Until something completely unrelated reminds me....

<I swear, I must be a bit 'touched' with savant-like that tend to erupt at impromptu, inconvenient, and often hiLARious moments!>

And when I write savant, I mean gangsta, just so you know. =)


F) But Will Forget Right After I Write It Down

And upon which my eyes will not veer towards, possibly ever again.

Blame it on the submissive within me for not daring to look up.

Yeah, that works.


G) With The Attention of a Short Attention Span Theater And Not Even Finish Writing Down

Or won't be able to decipher because my attention is cAlled to something oh-so-immediate mid-sentence...

"Oooh, puppies!"

"Oooh, new twitter follower"

"Ooh, my sexy, sexy socks....so cozy!..."

"Damnit, I need to go turn off the heater!!!"


                                             What's my point again?


Oh, yeah..so...

As silly as it may appear to you, my dear readers...

It is only when, in a land and time not so long ago, I picked my pen and paper back up again, like the warm, frenzied days of grad, and coupled it WITH online-ing(?) that I could even be a decent person to know in print.

As opposed to a horrid spaz.

Or a shit-covered snowflake.

You choose.

Damn.

Overshare much?


But, there, that was my point....

That, there.

Like, if you scroll up and re-read.

Yeah.

In short, I'm loads more productive when I write AND type, in tandem...

And I'm only glass half-full if I rely on the rat-a-tat-tat of a cell phone or computer keyboard.

So that's how it all comes full circle in that, um, glass.


***scurries away to get lost again in zee web***

~Originally Published in Feb 2011