Also, after I got out of my depressing class, I saw that I had missed a phone call from my mother, and it turns out that Poppy had a stroke and they don't think he's going to make it. He is 98, he's had a long, full life, he lived to see his great-great-grandson be born.... but it still makes me really profoundly unhappy to think that my great-grandfather is going to die within the next couple of days. And I'm not sure if I can afford the time off to go to his funeral, even though it's so early in the semester.
I just... have been having a really, really bad day.
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I'm so sorry. That really does sound like a craptastic day.