My Vovoa was taken to the hospital yesterday. Nobody's really been clear to me about what happened but it sounds like she's having heart trouble. She's in her 70s, and not in very good health anyways, she's got really bad arthritis and a bunch of other problems.

Is it really terrible of me to not be very worried about her? It probably is, isn't it. I'm a terrible person and a bad granddaughter.

I have been packing my room today and finding lots of random little things in among the stuff I knew I had. Also my copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone has gone walkabout, I have no idea where it could possibly be, I may have to repurchase it. And my copy of Deathly Hallows doesn't match the rest of the set, it's the only one I have in paperback. But yeah, the Potter books have been packed, now you know things are getting serious.

Ten more days until I move my stuff back to Wells, eleven days until we have to be out of this house.

:/

eta: Apparently she just needed her blood pressure medication adjusted and she will be released tomorrow. I'm glad. If it had been anything more serious, my father would have gone to New Bedford to help, and we can't really spare him from the house right now.

My mother just let me order some BPAL on her credit card. It's a super-limited edition scent that's only being offered for four hours... and it will be mine in 14-21 days, just in time for me to arrive at Wells to get it.

This is the first new BPAL I've gotten since... like 2006. I'm excited to get it.

When I get rich... if I ever get rich... I'm going to go on a BPAL shopping spree. FUCK YEAH DELICIOUS PERFUMES.