I'm still sad. I don't usually go this long being sad without getting mad. I haven't hit the mad stage yet. I'm a big fan of small children. I guess I'm just not at the point yet where I'm able to get past 20 6-year olds and 7-year olds being shot to death by a lunatic. I guess I'm just going to be sad for a little while longer. (The mad is definitely coming. And oh, do I have a load of pithy remarks to get out there at some point. I haven't lost my edge; it's just been set aside for a couple of days.) I'm so sorry that this happened.