  Heya Linds. I hear it's all good now, and that's good to hear. And sorry for all the direness and shit, but it had to be done. "Don't kill the messenger," please? Rock, if so. Brr!, if not. I'll ask you what I needed to latrAnd send the Stockwells my regards at the funeral; yeah, they don't know me, but I just feel really bad about the whole deal. I'm sure we all know the pain of losing something to death, it's far unlike other means of loss; it's really a moot point to go over that but it's more of a self-affirmation than anything else. I am really hurting for rest. So I'll catch the majority of you cool cats laterways. 
