It's a quiet night in the library. I see one other anthropologist and a few other randoms. I am lacking the motivation to get me through the next few days. I am, however, full of caffeine, no thanks to my lovely academic son, Jack. If I don't sleep well tonight (again!!), I know who to blame.....myself. I need the caffeine just to feel 'normal' and to stay awake in this pit full of books and knowledge. Yet, when the time comes for me to stop studying, the caffeine always decides to do its job. I was up for hours last night, drifting in and out of consciousness, unable to distinguish between sleep and non-sleep....I had me a fitful time in my single bed. Woke up this morning with eye bags the size of california and a sore head. Why,oh why does the anthropology department put us through this? It will all be over in a few days....keep those fingers crossed and an eye upon the clock.