Oi.
Mamaw and Daddy-Ken are both in the hospital, and neither of them are looking too great. If they make it, they both have to go to a nursing home, because Mom and Aunt Beth are both unable to physically care for them anymore, plus they need to be in hospice. Mamaw isn't taking the news well, and Daddy-Ken doesn't seem to really get it yet. So, yeah. Lots of depression around here.
In other news, I fucked up and thought that a project for Writing for Film/TV/Radio was due next week when it was due today. Luckily, I wasn't the only one who made that mistake and the teacher said that as long as we email it to him by midnight, he'll accept it. Well, I just sent it off. Go me, although it probably would've been better if I had been able to take more time to do it. Oh, well. At least it's done and sent and I can relax for a day before I have to write a 1250 word paper for Tuesday's African American Lit. class. No problem. Probably.
In other news, I fucked up and thought that a project for Writing for Film/TV/Radio was due next week when it was due today. Luckily, I wasn't the only one who made that mistake and the teacher said that as long as we email it to him by midnight, he'll accept it. Well, I just sent it off. Go me, although it probably would've been better if I had been able to take more time to do it. Oh, well. At least it's done and sent and I can relax for a day before I have to write a 1250 word paper for Tuesday's African American Lit. class. No problem. Probably.