Today I wrote 7-8 pages, read five or six articles, and read Book One of On Free Will very. Very. Carefully. Again. This is driving me crazy. Every time I think I understand all the passages, I look again, and think, "I don't get it. Why did I think I got it?" So, the bit on lust is done, and I can get into the meat of the Fall, which will be about 15 pages, I think, and then some small pieces on order and on why all Augustine's theories don't work, a bit on City of God, stuff like that, then a conclusion, then my intro, which is what I'm really looking forward to writing. It will be smashing.

Since so far, it's all not exactly 'ground-breaking,' which makes me think it's not that great.

Sigh. Oh well, that's for my thesis advisor to say, not me. =) I'm ok, and everything will be fine. We'll just have to wait and sigh. Uh, I mean see! Wait and see!

Freudian slip.