Where to go when you can only go ahead?
Well since I overcame my initial reluctance to become part of something as livejournal, I figured I might as well surrender completely and be engulfed by the finer aspects of my sin. Add a few hours of boredom to this equasion and you find the result before your very eyes.
Been quite a while since I wrote from the top of my mind, hands free, thoughts wandering. Funny how your mind tends to insist on drifting elsewhere the few moments you have only one path ahead.
Alas, alas so it is with me. Trapped by the will of society, the urge of friends and family and the heavily buried personal realization I really have to graduate. Three months of non-stop writing - this joyous prospect is overwhelming.
It bites, especially since I spent the last week excavating with some of my greatest archeaology pals. It was weird, it was hard work, the weather was crap, but in the end it was marvelous. We got it done in a record time, had a blast and even found nice things to boot. Down side to the story is the actual data which vehemently argues against my current point of view concerning the site. Thus the few thoughts I put to paper can be entrusted to the trash can. Yay to the destructive world of science.
But no matter, in the end it all boils down to: Graduating.
*sigh* So lets get to it.
Coffee's ready,
Maurits
Been quite a while since I wrote from the top of my mind, hands free, thoughts wandering. Funny how your mind tends to insist on drifting elsewhere the few moments you have only one path ahead.
Alas, alas so it is with me. Trapped by the will of society, the urge of friends and family and the heavily buried personal realization I really have to graduate. Three months of non-stop writing - this joyous prospect is overwhelming.
It bites, especially since I spent the last week excavating with some of my greatest archeaology pals. It was weird, it was hard work, the weather was crap, but in the end it was marvelous. We got it done in a record time, had a blast and even found nice things to boot. Down side to the story is the actual data which vehemently argues against my current point of view concerning the site. Thus the few thoughts I put to paper can be entrusted to the trash can. Yay to the destructive world of science.
But no matter, in the end it all boils down to: Graduating.
*sigh* So lets get to it.
Coffee's ready,
Maurits