Labby, any other time, I would have gone -- even though the announcement said that it was a drill. But the proctor said not to go, and the next chance to take this test is in May. If we had gone, there would have been NO choice but to have our scores not counted.

In any case, it wasn't a fire drill, it was some security thing -- an "evacuation drill" for only two floors of the 16-floor building. And while security grumbled about it, they agreed to let us stay, and eventually even turned off the alarm.

Part of why it shattered my focus so completely was having to fight down the screaming voice in my head that said, "GO!"

Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? It doesn't actually kill you, like a bullet to the heart or a head-on car wreck. It should. When someone you've promised to cherish till death do you part says, "I never loved you," it should kill you instantly.

- Under the Tuscan Sun