let's see how much i can write in ten minutes, eh ( Read more... )

We're in Huanchaco. It's beachy and cozy and I love it. Tomorrow we hit the site for the first time. No digging, but lots of survey, which means hiking a lot, but it's cool. I don't have a lot of time (internet cafes...eh) to write, but there's more to follow.

Also, send me your addresses, asses!

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we´re in lima. everything is good. people should give me their addresses because i am lame and didn´t ask anyone before i left. i will send you postcards, promise!

more to follow when we get to huanchaco, where i´ll be living for a month. we´re taking an overnight bus (8 hours, omg) tonight and we´ll be there bright and early in the am.

viva peru!

so, it's june 23rd. how the fuck ( Read more... )

i think i forgot how much i dislike summer. school was so stressful for a while there that I was sorta excited about summer, and now i'm knee-deep in not having anything to do. or study. i'm so damaged. i've grown dependent on school in the worst way ( Read more... )

so, lj, you should know: i got into field school in Peru this summer.

i am alternately terrified and really, really excited.

i have to buy an archaeologist's trowel and hiking shoes. and a khaki vest with many pockets. well, the vest is not required, but you know i gotta be that guy.

so far, the most exciting  elements of today have been finding my second glove under my desk after weeks of looking for it, and being recognized by dr. wittig for the first time, even if he didn't see me when he was calling roll. he told us today that he never dreams in old english, but he does dream in latin, and more often he dreams about having ( Read more... )

My plans keep evolving for next year. I feel like I'm absolutely running out of time in undergrad. Knowing all of the exact classes that I have to take next year in order to graduate doesn't help, because I can no longer dream about taking viking classes or more classics courses, but instead I have to be satisfied with thirty hours of soulless ( Read more... )

oh god ( Read more... )

i am happy to be in carrboro again. charlotte was weird and unpleasant and I was sick, so I couldn't wait to leave. I am finally grasping how important and wonderful my life out here is. It's lame that it took two and a half years, but now when i talk about home, i more often mean my little brown apartment on the bypass than the empty house of my ( Read more... )