Currently working on what I have deemed to be the hardest part of the thesis... ok, it's true, if I'm writing here, I'm definitely not working on the thesis. But I digress.

Artifact Analysis! Eek. It just makes me feel so unqualified. For every bottle I've identified, there's like a thousand sherds that perplex me and one mystery thing that just haunts me at night (yeah, I should probably go into a different career path if I can't even leave my work at the door). I wasn't even man enough to properly get to the grit of the metal analysis. Too many scary wires and strange weird tubes. I just used previous researchers work as a crutch and I'll take pictures of obvious things I can identify and feel pleased.

I'll say to myself--and get reassurance from others--don't worry about it! It's just your undergraduate thesis! And, I'm sure in like 10-20 years, this will be true. But now, I really do need to treat this as if it's my defining work... because I guess, erm, it really is.

Ah, I do love carrying around copies of "Good Housekeeping" from 1954 for plane reading. It's just so much more substantial than "US Weekly." Still think it smells strangly of my grandmother, which is incredibly unsettling.

... the things I'll do to avoid writing

Well. I've never been much of one for Spring Cleaning. As it turns out, unfortunately, I seem to be a creature who thrives in a slightly less than tidy environment through always hoping for things to be spotless. I bring this up because whenever I talk to people about projects or papers they are working on, it seems that before they can start writing, they must clean the entire house.

That usually never happens in my house.

I am one to organize though. Just never my house. I'll organize someone else's things, something I feel like I can control. It's sad.

Basically, today I avoided writing by updating my personal website and creating some new banners and ebiz cards for it. This blog looks like it's next. I really do need to get working on this horrible paper. Ah, it's frustrating. In my defense, I've got 16 pages to hand in on Friday, I just can't vouch for how beautiful they are and how proud I am of them (I was incredibly proud of my last chapter draft... but perhaps it's because the last one was so much easier to write?).

In any event, I've got 2 more days and not much (in my mind) to show for it. But my website looks beautiful. And my blog that no one reads has great potential :)

I have to fly back to Berkeley tomorrow and face the world. And a messy apartment.

Ok this should be Anton's big debut!