March 20th, 2005


I've been having a fairly steamy correspondence with a new friend for the last week or so, and as a direct result I find myself able to get things done. THis is good as far as it goes; I'd like to patch my ego well enough that I can make progress without the help, but One Step At A Time. Project for the day is get the Support Motion Letter written. Go!

May you have children *just* like you!

The old Jewish curse has come home to roost. Zack is having problems with getting in touch with his own passion, and is asking me for help. The problem is that he's using his intellect, not his emotions. In discussing the matter with him, he was trying to claim that since his intellect is what he uses to think about his emotions, it must be an intellectual problem.

My head hurts.