so, the absurdly (kind of) funny thing about this subject will help you to understand why when I hear my dad’s voice in my head, it’s always saying this:

“I don’t know how someone so smart can be SOOOO stupid.”

If I gathered all the words together that he ever spoke to me, this phrase would outnumber all the others put together, probably 5 to 1.

Anyhoo, back to this…I actually HAVE a recording device on me MOST of the time, because until recently, I took a lot of meeting minutes and recorded the meetings for later playback.

So add that to the mix, and here’s my brain:

Brain: “YOU should TOTALLY write about( INSERT PERFECT THING THAT THE WHOLE WORLD NEEDS TO HEAR)!

Me: Ooh. That’s GOOD! I’m definitely going to do that as soon as (INSERT CURRENT DISTRACTION FROM WRITING PERFECT THING) is over!

Brain: “Umm…do you want to jot down a reminder for yourself? You know you forget A LOT OF STUFF.”

Me: Meh. Naaaa! This is WAYYY too good an idea for me to EVER forget it!

Brain: “Umm…okay. Well, do you want to maybe hit record on the recorder and just SAY the name of (INSERT PERFECT THING YADAYADA), just to be safe?”

Me: Don’t you trust me, dude? I’m totally offended that you think I could ever lose track of THAT idea! You’re a jerk.

5 minutes later…

Me: I know I’m supposed to remember to do SOMETHING, but WHAT? Think, Brain, think!

Brain: “FUCK YOU.”

Me: Fair enough.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.