Um.. Erm.. TOO MUCH PRESSURE!

To think of a title, that is. All sorts of people here are asking me questions about my dissertation and essays and I just blink all wide eyed and continue about my day. Seriously. I have no idea what's going on, I just keep reading and taking notes.

Reading week is this coming week, so no real classes. However there's an Island Archaeology conference on monday I'm going to (free food!) that has some stuff about Cyprus and I'm going to try and finish my papers. Short as they are, they're a monster pain in my ass. What's this about having to come up with your own ideas? I can write a research paper like it's my job, but own ideas? I'm supposed to have those?

Guy Fawkes is Sunday and we have the best spot in town for fireworks. I know this because there's been fireworks lit EVERY GOD DAMNED NIGHT SINCE WE'VE MOVED IN.