I am getting eaten alive at work. So much for my sweet L.A. lifestyle. My writing workshop at UCLA starts this Thursday, and I have to finish my book for the book club I just joined. I haven't been studying languages or exercising enough. Something has to give. Sadly, I think you are looking at what will have to give.
For the near future, I will be cutting back my posts to about two a week. One on Sunday and one on Wednesday (or around then). I'll try to stick to this, although there may be some variations.
Ughh. I'm going to go to sleep now (10 p.m. PST) and wake up at 5 a.m. Hooray. One does feel a bit righteous waking up so early, though. You feel virtuous, like someone who balances his checkbook and flosses every day, though I do neither.