My guinea pig's going to be put to sleep soon.
He's got an abscess on his jaw, and the vet says she can operate but putting him under general anesthesia would be badness. So mum has to make an appointment soon. And I found all this out twenty minutes before I had to go to work for a five-hour shift.
And I'm home now because I'm so FUCKING behind on schoolwork.
And fuck shit piss bad things happen in threes.
And it must be bad that I cried more over my guinea pig's need to be put down than Ashley's being hospitalised and my grandmother dying put together.
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