Obligatory thesis update
So the prof is back from Tamako and already he's asking to see a draft. I *hate* my writing style! I have a draft, but it resembles a jigsaw puzzle at the moment, one where I now have all the pieces and have seperated them into the different quadrants of the overall picture and have even assembled some, but if I were to turn it over to anyone, it would be "what the fuck?"
On the bright side, I think it will be less chapters than I initially thought, as I think I can cut out one of the avenues I originally wanted to address. It really just does not seem important to my central arguments. Additionally, I contacted my lovely friend Danny, who has been very helpful and supportive whenever I do bother to write him (and I can be an awful email friend). He sent me some articles which cover the topic of moko and Maori gangs, but told me I am on my own when it comes to resources about the Ngati Dread rasta movement and modern moko. He reiterated that this was exactly *why* I need to stay in the field. Argh! And I know he's right. It's terrible...
Anyhow, I *may* still be going out tonight despite ick weather, because who could pass up this place, but all of that does not change the fact that I will be past the halfway point with the thesis tommorrow and over 50 pages. Not so bad for all the slacking I have been doing.
Living in a house that resembles a small third world country, complete with bad plumbing and too many animals, or even a post-apocalyptic scenario does not help.
Oh, and for those that call my cell: leave a message or call my other phone. My antenna has disappeared, for good it seems, and I can rarely get calls.
On the bright side, I think it will be less chapters than I initially thought, as I think I can cut out one of the avenues I originally wanted to address. It really just does not seem important to my central arguments. Additionally, I contacted my lovely friend Danny, who has been very helpful and supportive whenever I do bother to write him (and I can be an awful email friend). He sent me some articles which cover the topic of moko and Maori gangs, but told me I am on my own when it comes to resources about the Ngati Dread rasta movement and modern moko. He reiterated that this was exactly *why* I need to stay in the field. Argh! And I know he's right. It's terrible...
Anyhow, I *may* still be going out tonight despite ick weather, because who could pass up this place, but all of that does not change the fact that I will be past the halfway point with the thesis tommorrow and over 50 pages. Not so bad for all the slacking I have been doing.
Living in a house that resembles a small third world country, complete with bad plumbing and too many animals, or even a post-apocalyptic scenario does not help.
Oh, and for those that call my cell: leave a message or call my other phone. My antenna has disappeared, for good it seems, and I can rarely get calls.