Went to the toy store today, and bought some Legos. And some cards. Also got lost in the supermarket. Ate half of an eggsalad sandwich. It was good. Cried some more. Too bad I couldn't get a job crying. Hey...wait...aren't there professional mourners? People who just hang out at funerals and sob? I could just go there and think of my life, instead of someone else's death, and maybe be employed again.