Squeezed

I had forgotten how quickly the school year gets intense. It's intense. I have a lot of work to do all of the time. A lot of work. Always. I have been better than last year at accomplishing said work. I still need to be better. I'm a little worried that school work is going to mean dropping a shift at work, which is a real drag. In any case, I am early mornings and late nights trying to fit all this stuff in and remember it.

It didn't help that I finally got my hands on a copy of No Direction Home, the Dylan biography by Martin Scorsese. I had to watch it. i don't even know what to say about it, i have to watch it again... it is awesome on a million different levels and it was a thrill to watch. Bob said some stuff about his university experience that struck a chord with me.

Anyway.

Am currently in a state of unfortunate self-induced caffeine overdose. Must sleep but am pretty sure i will be awake a little longer - thing is, i may be too jittery at this point to get any more work done. i could really use a long walk. i'll get enough of that tomorrow.

OK. well. no train of thought to hop on here.