I don't even know what to say about today.
What can you say, really?
Aside from, "No way is my kid ever going to school or leaving my side, like, ever" (which is completely unrealistic), I have no words.
Except a few really nasty ones:
Fucker's lucky he killed himself.
There's a special, special place for him in the afterlife, and I doubt he'll have an easy time of it his next go around.
At least if there's any justice.
I felt the same way after 9/11. Yeah, I could try to understand where he's coming from. Yeah, I could try to apply my rational mind and look at both sides like I usually do.
Not this time.
Fuck him.
...I guess Im' not as speechless as I thought I was.