and now two minutes, five seconds with post-grad school survival specialist julee cruise
Diligence, persistence, foul chemicals, and throwing many of my personal belongings away have apparently kept the Lab's recent infestation of bed bugs at bay, though we are not out of the woods yet: the new temp agency keeps promising work, but I haven't seen anything yet, and come the beginning of June I will be officially out of cash, while tax and loan payments loom.
Fortunately, there is a new loveseat bed-thingy which looks like something from a spry young Dane's bachelor pad, a stack of fine books from the DPL, the Spurs won game three, and my new thesis advisor rocks, so it looks like I will in fact have a 50-page case study come the fall that will save us all. Though the Dharma says we should abandon hope, things aren't exactly hopeless either: a thesis, library books, the Spurs. And there is Julee Cruise.