The Strain on the Brain

First things first – who can tell me how best to cook Italian sausage? I’m making some for spaghetti night but I’ve never cooked it before (don’t eat it m’self). It looks too thick to throw in a pan and sear. Someone guide me.

I’ve been having short-term ADD for days, I swear. Absolutely nothing can be concentrated upon for longer than 30 seconds. I can’t even stay focused on writing this post draft. Bye. OK, I’m back and it’s 15 minutes later.

At work I start tasks and within the length of a TV commercial they have not only been cast off unfinished for some other unfinished task but have also been lost somewhere, as in left on top of the copy machine or inexplicably placed in the departmental “out” mail box. Elves of Chaos are moshing in my brain.

It was just as bad at rehearsal. Sure, I might have appeared I was leading the line memorization drill, but in actuality the two halves of my brain were bouncing between thoughts of these things:

1)Toast and strawberry jelly
2)Iceland
3)Wishing to know what one of my crushes looks like with his shirt off
4)Candy corn
5)The vacuuming that I didn’t do
6)Why the gum in my purse fell all out of its pack and what I’d do about it
7)Sex with above shirtless crush
8)Air-hotel packages to Venice soon, since it is sinking

I was briefly given Ritalin as a child, but it didn’t work. I think I’d like to be sporting and give the Rit one more chance...