Motherless...I'm sick now. I have a powerpoint presentation to give this week and a date with Dave to discuss how he's turned into this patronizing jackass. Well, that's what *I* want to discuss. What actually gets said is another story I suppose.
Stupid throat. Apologies to Squee for not getting my letter out to her sooner. It'll be out this week. I've just been hectic and depressed.
More later. *Yawn* I feel like crap and I want to cry but I haven't since last Saturday.
