I love anthropology. I love Beloit College. But finals are a killer!!! It's the home stretch (I go back home on Tuesday night) I've written a total of 113 pages (Times New Roman, 12-point, double spaced) over the past week, and I still have one more paper to write. See, anthropology classes don't have tests. You do a project all semester and write about it at the end. Oh, and you read other ethnographies all semester too. So now I've be locked in my room all week, cranking out one paper after another.

I know it sounds contradictory, but I think it's time to take a mental health break and play some bagpipes! And if you could all do me a favor and send my your extra brain-waves, that would be much appreciated too.