I loathe my Research Process class. As soon as I get to feeling like I've got a good handle on my thesis, I learn something in lecture that completely shoots that notion down. Tonight's revelation: I can kiss whatever tentative travel plans I had for July goodbye, because I'm going to need every waking moment (and probably every sleeping moment too) to analyze data. I knew doing qualitative analysis was going to take time, but I didn't know it was going to take THAT MUCH time. Urk.
Cheers, y'all.
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