the suspense is killing me--I hope it lasts

I got my inbox down to six emails (four of them from the same person).  But I owe letters to about ten people.  Sigh. 

I was just listening to some Alanis Morissette, the musician my dad loves to hate. 

Tabling today at GATHER in Oak Park, selling zines.  Wish me luck because I won't have Ming by my side.  Can I do it without him?  We'll see.