Day Eighty

Is it possible the termites are reading this blog? Since I announced the impending arrival of the Termite-inator yesterday, not one single termite has breached the kitchen light fixture. So either I scared them off, or they've just made a temporary retreat back to Termiteville where they can comfortably plot their next attack. (Termiteville, I would imagine, is located somewhere in the walls.)

No word from UCLA today; I guess they're going to let me stew over the long weekend.

And now, I should really write something before bed. I'm going to try to finish the time travel play by Monday.