Personal sunset

I am tired, very. And sleepy too. Spent a big chunk of today trying to avert disaster (i hate bureaucratic loops!), met with the dean candidate (hmm) and then did 2.5 hours of gym (step & yoga). Boy, no wonder i am beat! And there is almost no food in the fridge. I should be conjuring up some food now, but first I gotta write about this play called "passing strange"...created by some dude named Mark Stewart...

Ah, got some tulips on my table (smile), a gift from ma fille to celebrate the t/p news step 2. There was a cupcake too, but i ate it! Actually tomorrow is more like the celebration day, movie, spa and maybe some shopping avec ma fille.

Mr. jones, if you are reading this, i wish you good luck and i won't tell you why!

So yeah, this guy, who happened to be a singer, was being interviewed on radio as i was driving back home. He wrote this play, as kinda semi-memoir of a black man raised in LA who spent a good deal of time in Berlin/Stockholm.

ok, i feel really tired so this has to continue tomorrow...