Uh Oh

There's a very loud sawing sound coming from above my head. I think someone's cutting apart the ceiling. That's going to really suck when it falls into the cubicle Timoni and I share. Because then, while we're incapacitated and Laura's still in Israel, who will do our work? The world will be waiting in anticipation wondering what country is dumping bedroom furniture into U.S. markets, and they'll NEVER be able to find out who it is!