Most of the time I consider myself a semi-intelligent person. My husband usually hands me the restaurant tab so that I can figure the tip (not because he can't figure it out, but because I'm faster and he's lazy at math), my co-workers often have me read over complicated e-mails to help them with the semantics, and I'm in charge of our household accounting (which explains our pitiful savings. I like buying crafty stuff that I will never finish, okay?). But at the same time, my memory is terrible and most of the time I have a hard time focusing (which is probably the cause of the terrible memory). I started typing out all of the reasons behind my problems with focus and memory, which led to a complicated circle of "chicken and the egg" type scenarios. It bored me to tears to read it, so I deleted it all to save you the trouble. See, I love all of you so much that I saved the world. Oh wait, that's Jesus. I guess I just like ya'll enough to save you the pain of reading boring sh*t. Or in the vain hope that you won't leave my blog and never come back.
What I'm leading up to in my own "where the f*ck is she going with this?" way is that I'm still figuring out the intricacies of blogging. Not only am I still trying to "find my voice," I'm still trying to figure out the best way to lay things out, not make things too busy but still keep it interesting... GAH. And now I've signed up for AdSense (which is still pending because they want to make sure I'm not listing all the ways to be a successful serial killer, or something like that), so that I could sign up for Google Analytics, and apparently you can't have Analytics without AdSense? I DON'T KNOW. GAH. After reading their Terms and Conditions (yes, I actually read the terms and conditions, for possibly the first time ever) I feel like I've signed my life away in order to earn 15 cents a year. Or to look like a cool, professional blogstress. It's a fine line.
Did anyone else feel like a total poser/ idiot while getting into the groove of blogging?