Chew(-ing-my-arm-off)sday
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Grrrr. This is not the level of productivity I’d been hoping for. There’s a definitive taste of slump in the air, and I don’t like it. Tomorrow is February, and the feeling of disappointment is hard to fend off. I was going to be done with the morphospace chapter, once and for all, but I’m still back on square one, and item one on my Listy Fifty, with a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach about the quality and meaningfulness of my morphospace data.
What I need, of course, is to ignore this, and just forge ahead, and GRD. This is easier said than done, unfortunately.
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