The vacation is coming rapidly to a close, and I find myself just wanting to get finished with all of the things that I thought I would get finished with while on vacation. Like Chapter 5 of my novel and my entry into the Johnny Theremin project and The Chess Garden and dozens of other things. Ah well.

Last night I went to the Pick Me Up Cafe and wrote until all hours of the morning. It was some good writing, I thought, but you can always tell that I've been writing late at night because I can't resist the urge to give my characters names like Mr. Fancy Pants.

I'm thinking of rearranging my room today. Suggestions are welcome.