Letter From The Editor: I Was Busy Emoting
Sorry for the delay this morning, my dears, but, well, my group therapy ran a little late. We were all talking about our feelings and shit, and suddenly I was crying, and some guy named Herb was holding my hand and I was so not ready to open up to him...but, like, you know. I had to gather myself together and rediscover my acerbicity and whatnot.