Death! Bad Day, frustration, business. Please don't call today. I just can't handle it. I love you all, but I am going crazy today. We have a college choral festival this evening when I am supposed to work and can't. I have to call Pontis to tell them I don't want the job. I have to catch up on a week's worth of lectures in two classes and learn how to knit by my exam on Wednesday. More later. Too much for little me to handle. Did I mention I just got a cold sore on my lip?