Wednesday, February 27, 2002

After a fantastic cobb salad at The Tavern in Great Falls, accompanied by an eye-opening pseudo-therapy session with my Mom, where she revealed a major gaping hole in my intellectual control, I proceed to make incremental progress on most of my projects.

Light. I write about revealing major gaping holes in one’s psyche as though that was a tangent in life. I really need to figure out how to write about these sorts of things properly.

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