stop making sense

I haven't slept for many hours. I'm sitting in the buttery. I handed the paper in. It wasn't spectacular. It wasn't bad all things considered. Now I'm listening to 'Tangled Up in Blue', the ny sessions version. I am looking at a new potential home this afternoon. I am excited. I have to keep my eyes open. I bought some Badiou. I was told bring my resume. I think I will.