this slice of pie is the only thing between me and utter despair right now

10:33 p.m. I have a huge project due at midnight. I have forgotten my password and need an administrator to reset it (Dennis was transferred to another school four weeks ago so we don't actually have an administrator right now). My computer is not cooperating, and my in-laws are visiting for a month. The pie doesn't look like much but it's warm and tastes delicious. I'm eating it out of one of the only two bowls that didn't break yesterday when an entire shelf full of dishes and plates fell out of the cabinet. Did I mention they were my favorite fiestaware bowls?