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03/04/2006: "a few good days [edited]"
The past few days have been good ones. I saw the ex a few times, but seeing her is not getting me down anymore. We're "friendly" now, sort of--well, we're civil. I'm still very mad at her, and she still thinks little of me and the value of my love, but so it is. I still love her and still care about her feelings and well-being, regardless what she thinks of me.
I went out Thursday night. I met a girl, but I think I've already screwed it up. (She sent me a text message that she cannot call because her phone is not letting her send/receive calls. Hmmm . . . ) I was hung-over Friday and thus didn't get much done yesterday. So, that means it today and tomorrow must be work days. I have papers to grade, and I want to finish reading that damn Kenny book on Wittgenstein. I'm skipping over the Tractatus commentary, and moving right to the middle and later works. Gotta read the Manifesto too ("Let the ruling classes tremble at a Communist revolution. The proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains. They have a world to win.")
I need to write over the next few weeks. I'm only teaching two days per week for the next two weeks, so I hope to have a good amount of work time in order to show drafts of these two chapters to my co-chairs soon. What I have written is extraordinarily rough right now. No flow, no continuity, just some scattered thoughts. I figure if I can get 20-25 pages of ruminations, that should become a chapter pretty easily by the very process of cleaning it up and polishing it.
The last few days have been good ones. Here's to the next few days being good ones as well. Cheers!
