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So my mom came up to visit me last night, and while we were out today, we got the phone call that my great-grandma has died. She was 97 and in a coma; they'd taken her off life support ten or twelve days ago. It's amazing she hung on as long as she did. But the wake is tomorrow and the funeral Monday morning, so I am home until Monday. I get to make my way back up to Worcester Monday afternoon all by myself. That'll be fun. And expensive.

Not like I'm missing anything dreadfully important on campus, but still... I hadn't anticipated being home so early. I didn't want to be home before Thanksgiving at all!

And I get to see my mother's side of the family, which hasn't happened in at least two years. This'll be interesting.