Yes. Spring Break is officially over. Sigh. I am back on campus right now and attempting to revise my outline and discussion for tonight. Seriously, I am so done with this book. I am looking forward to one last week with Chilean Socialism and then on to counterculture discussions!
Not much is really happening here. I am reading like crazy, studying like mad, and perfecting my act as a hermit. I think there's a conspiracy in the Anthro department because (despite the fact that midterms were last week) all my professors seemed to have assigned a boatload of work for this week --I suppose they thought we'd have extra time what with the alleged 'break' and all. Yeah... not so much.
Continuing research for the thesis. The articles are pretty interesting (I should hope they are as I picked the topic!) and I'm finding a decent amount of information. I had to laugh when I tried to explain the topic to my Grandmother. She looked at me like I was crazy and said "I don't think that's true at all. You should choose something more important to study." Oh Grams. Actually, I've been surprised by the response as I've had that same reaction from someone else. I tried not to push their opinions off as 'uninformed', but really how can this not be true? We see this all over the place. Do they think that these kitschy souvenir trades merely popped up to keep the locals busy? And who in their right mind is going to make useless little clay pots without someone to sell to. Bah. Oh well. I like my topic and I'm sticking to it.
Over Spring Break, did get the chance to play around with Audacity (free download of a recording and mixing 'studio'). I'm not sure if I'm working it correctly, but I have worked out a few of the kinks -at least for me. I'm sure I will never use it to its full capacity. And oddly enough, one of the credited developers is listed as "Matt Brubeck". Wondering if this is Dave Brubeck's son, who is supposedly a phenomenal cellist, composer and arranger...
Also, have to say that I really wonder what inspires my schoolmates to discuss their personal lives, sex lives, etc., in public? Do they not realize that people are sitting just five feet from them? I really don't need to know -not about your dog, your two ex-husbands, your child support, or who you were sleeping with last week. Really. In fact, I don't want to know.