I anticipate being pretty much useless for the rest of today.
I found out about an hour or so ago that Terry Pratchett died earlier today.
I don't know what to say that isn't useless blather. Or maybe another unintentionally big sigh would help? Crying in the library certainly did... sorta. (Everyone in here with me can suck the big one!)
I opened a new document to type this in, only to realise at the end of the last sentence that I can't really come up with anything enlightened or witty or interest to say/add.