God of Mercy, thy name be Distraction

So i had this distraction. A fun little thing. Something to waste away the minutes between conference calls and meetings. It was relatively harmless -all things considered. A little imagination and a lot of memory can go a long way in improving a given situation.

Then this other distraction, having lain dorment for over two years, rears his attractive head. Since i really do think my brain works best when NOT left to it's own devices, this diversion works out well. Phone call, CDs, email, meeting, CDs, email, phone calls, CA.. Wake up dreaming... Much more gray matter intensive than the previous distraction, this one seemed promising.

that's right, seemed. That's past tense kiddies. Something is over.

Sigh. There is so much to write. The beer is sort of tangling things up, and there's more than a mouse awake in this house.

I'm feeling slighted. Receive absolutely lovely email one morning -we're talking the kind of email one rereads when one is feeling down, the sort one can't bear to delete, and a few short hours later receive another email of striking contrast, essentially saying 'eh, too risky'. I disagree. And so I return to the ennui to which i am so accustomed. (I apologize for overuse of this word but it's so damn accurate.)

I'm not a fan of games. I excell at them however. Go to a tiny New England private school, then attend a well regarded tiny New England private university, and try not to learn how to play social games. Here's where i sound as obnoxious as i hopefully ever get. I got to the point where if i wanted a.. distraction, I got it. That's not to say i tasted the fruit in every garden (;) ) but the gate was opened to me, and opened wide. And so, i felt it only fair to warn this latest preoccupation of mine; i am good at these games. What is this game of which you speak? Why, it's the who's-less-interested game of course. Certainly, the game is substantially tougher when one, at times, wants not much more than to grab ones opponent and shag them, but i feel sure i can withstand the temptation. I do have 8 years of practice under my belt. And 8 years of practicing anything are sure to have a positive effect on any skillset, as a fine young man once told me.

As one of my most favorite fictional characters was wont to say - the game is afoot.