what the hey

The last few weeks have just come and gone as one big blurry, nebulous blob. I feel like my dissertation is slowly killing me and my brain. I'm amazed at how much it has affected me. A couple of weeks ago I went to a Radiohead concert and I didn't really get that excited buzz that I think I normally would until just before the concert. On the day of the show I was pretty calm and collected--that's really saying something about the numbing affect of my dissertation. Length-wise, it isn't actually that bad, has to be between 8,000-12,000 words, but it has been going really, painfully slow. Long, drawn-out assignments...what a pain.

On top of that, it has had the additional effect of disillusioning me about statistical analysis within the social sciences. Do these number honestly really say anything?? I can see why my brother has so much faith in engineering/math, but seriously, the minute you try and apply those things to human behavior in the real world, I'm not sure it is all that helpful. Square peg in a round hole.