I’m alive!

Wow. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

The last time I told you anything was more than six months ago. I have a little catching up to do.

So, all things went well eventually and I now have a Master’s Degree in anthropology. All of that involvement in the department got me a thing called the Honigmann Graduate Prize in Sociocultural Anthropology, as well. It wouldn’t pay a month’s rent but it looks good on my CV.

I am doing a bit of toe-tapping right now as I wait for money that is coming to me to hit my bank account. Once that happens, I’ll be able to make arrangements for a trip to Spain to do a bit of preliminary research. This stuff will probably net me and conference presentation, a journal publication, and a post-doc project.

And I am now a third-year.
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What a difference a day makes

Well, a year, actually.

I am in the second year of my graduate program and I would never have expected that to matter as much as it does.

For starters, I’m not crazed with massive amounts of reading this year. This is not to say there’s only a little of it; anthropology is a reading intensive subject, let’s face it. But I have amounts of reading to do that are actually humanly possible.

I like that.

At the same time, as a second year, I feel like I’m more involved with the mechanics of the department, and those sorts of politics have taken up a noticeable chunk of my time and neurons.

I’m not sure how I feel about that. 
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