Today, I do not have a door.

Things I do still have, for which I am grateful:

1. A working toilet.

2. Running water.

3. A working refrigerator, though sans lightbulb.

4. Genitals.

Where my front door used to be there is only wall. Plastered over, it seems, in the middle of the night.

I am getting the message quite clearly now. And that message is "Things will just get worse until you use your genius for nefarious purposes."

But I will show them all. Today, I have taken apart every electronic non-essential appliance I have in order to begin working on my masterpiece. A time machine, my friends. A machine that manipulates time.

With luck and proper amperage, I will live to regret having taken apart my electric can opener for spare parts. Wish me luck.