The project that never ended

I was hoping that after the big presentation, this capstone project would just suddenly stop happening. I was wrong. It limps on, in a noble fashion, thought it knows it's finished. There's a proposal meeting on Monday, which I'm not sure the format of. I don't know if we'll be standing giving a formal presentation, or if we're just going to have a dialogue with professors. Also, Kathryn Reed is looking for us. I understand she wants some sort of private session where she can pick our brains and see how much we might have to offer the Missourian in terms mobile journalism. It just seems to me like I can't ever be done with this.

The brown bag went well, though. 5 minutes late, a decent amount of people turned up and we started in on our presentation. I did the worst of everyone, getting flustered and nervous. I would be doing fine, and the look at Clyde Bentley or Kent Collins and see their faces and just start having minor freakouts, because they looked so bored. It helped to then look at Keith Pollite, who maintained a smile on his face for the entire presentation.

Anyhow, I'll be glad to wash my hands of this and just be over. I'll admit that the last bit of this class has been interesting, translating the work into useful information and giving it to others. It's much more up my alley than the first bit was (well, except maybe for the writing parts). I'm a bit upset I suppose over the fact that we (as a team) feel like we didn't necessarily receive all that much help from Will, and yet he's the one with the name in bold across the top of the page, with the notoriety in the journalism circles. Our work has become "Will's project", when we felt all along like it was definitely our project. In fact, our names are so small and out of the way that it takes a couple minutes to find it anywhere.

But, it's not worth worrying about.