we're back in gothenburg. probably for the last time under these circumstances; a national grad school gathering. as usual, we're staying in some sort of student's apartments. the whole place and situation up there at sgs smells angst. it's got a wierd, hungover feeling to it. yesterday night, when back at my room after my final seminar, i decided to try to illustrate the details of angst that sort of sums up a night in a student's room.