Processing in process

What some take for magic at first glance
Is just sleight-of-hand depending on what you believe
Something gets lost when you translate
It’s hard to keep straight

Perspective is everything 
–Aimee Mann/Invisible Ink

  

There are times when there is a shit ton of stuff going on, and I just have to take a step back and breathe. As proud as I am of my ability to multitask, that ability really doesn’t apply to anything involving emotions and feelings. 

Damn it. 

Meeting people and trying to make connections is one of those things that is inherently feely, and I am just not cut out for serial dating and all of the figuring out of emotions that goes with it. I am cut out for either sleeping around without any sort of emotional connection or dating one person at a time with a full complement of them. It’s too hard to focus on multiples. 

And then, on a more prosaic/practical note–Wordpress has updated their blogging client and I can’t figure out why certain things are happening when I write. There is a visual wsywig editor that is inserting random formatting for no apparent reason. So if all of my future blogs are highlighted in gray. Well. I have no idea why. 

Sorry. 

I’ll try to figure out the html, but I just went out with someone I am pretty sure is gay. Who talked of nothing but parrots and RC planes. I am not sure I have enough mental force to troubleshoot html at this point.   

Where was I?

Right. Processing all of this.

Maybe I should read a book. Give my brain a rest. Think about poutine, back bacon and Inigo Montoya. I can figure out why the two guys I kind of thought were interested have totally disappeared but the guy with the parrot fetish is totally into me. 

Back soon.