oh, argh.

why do i always end up being so frustrated? am i literally unable to not procrastinate? why do i find topics that seem so interesting on the surface and yet have utterly no material for a thesis?
dammit, this is so annoying. i cannot make out what i can possibly do with this. i can't even tell whether there is no information, it's hard to find, or i just need a whole lot more. i don't know. i hate this.

Well, there we are, kids.

Okay, apparently the answer is to talk to my parents on the phone for an hour and a half about my project.

Actually, I knew that. I do it for nearly every term paper. (Man, what am I going to do when I'm in Oxford* and it's a long distance call? Hee.)
* The little bloody Rhodes Scholar optimist that I am.

( a portion of my outline--the part i'm really excited for )

Also, working in the Writing Center after hours is rather nifty. They have cool computers and other staff people are in here being late-night geeks (Madeline, writing for the newspaper) or shirking studying (Jacob) with me. Which is cool. And it's nice to get out of my room, yay. Mmmkay. Back to outlining about the Gay Atheist Spy and how cool he is Marlowe's Faustus in Historical Context. Yes. That.