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Well, folks, it's been a little while since I updated. My Popie could die any day, but he may last a few months. All up to time now. He pretends not to be bothered, but his eyes speak volumes about his fear. While we fished, his casts were weak and sad. Each time the hook surfaced empty his skin sagged a little more. It breaks my heart to see him so worried about dying because I know it's not about him. My grandmother has never known anything else and he knows she'll grieve herself to death within months of his own passing. I guess that's life, though. It hurts, but I just have to focus on all those amazing memories he's shared with me.

School is winding down and I am, for the first time, ready for a break. Mostly because I have so much I'd like to read and learn about that I can't until a couple classes are over. I'm getting anxious about graduate school because I still haven't found out and I need to register my second major if I'm not going to get in. I'll give it another week before planning for the worst.

The job sucks the big one, but most jobs do. I'm going to try and make the best of it. Maybe it's been worse because of my moods. We'll see today.

I've had the pleasure of spending a couple nights with Cassie this week. Wednesday I cooked some stuffed peppers and we watched Memoirs of a Geisha. Last night I cooked sweet potato stew for her, Sam, Bre, and Alex. It makes me so happy to hang out with Cas the way we used to. Hopefully the next few weeks will find us both in better spirits and on happier paths.

GRE Literature test is tomorrow. Haven't studied. Doh.

Dying my hair tonight. Woohoo.

Valete.