I also got to yell at a skateboarder today.

So, apparently I wasn't as OK as I'd feared, since I totally woke up an hour early today and had a nervous breakdown. Dad managed to talk me through writing an e-mail to my prof begging off of the exam, then I took a Xanax, ate a small breakfast, and went back to sleep for two hours. And when I got back up again, Dad had brought Mom and my grandfather from the airport, and she's been driving me crazy ever since.

The one good thing is that I now know what the plans are for the shivah. There will be more details later, for anyone who might be interested in stopping by.