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03/15/2006: "Quality time with Bertrand Russell" music: New Model Army
I spent the day trudging through Russell and the early Wittgenstein, building my foil to use early in the first chapter (this is what a referential theory of meaning looks like, and this is why you should avoid it). I wrote a little, edited some of stuff I already have written, and anticipate meeting my self-imposed deadline of a (very rough) draft of these first two chapters by the end of the month.
Having nobody around is great for being productive. My work is a jealous mistress now. But, I don't think I'm gonna be jeopardizing this positive work streak by subjecting myself to another two-year "march of death." The last two of them (Kat and Athena) took a lot out of me, and ended up being strikingly parallel; if I didn't know any better, I'd think they were the same person.
The single life is kinda cool, I just need to get out more, so that I can . . . you know, be single.
