crap on toast

i just woke from a four-hour knockout that occurred right after my first uncle left.

i still feel like crap. i don't understand why it was done like that, but the combined announcements of two OSIPs and two resignations: a bit much, for one little awkward lunch that was supposed to be lighthearted and fun. the OSIPs weren't new, but still depressing. who in their right mind combines two pieces of mind-blowing news with two pieces of mind-blowingly depressing news?

i have to eat dinner, and watch my grandfather as the caretaker and the maid go out to buy groceries because my first aunt hasn't been in the country long enough to do that in weeks. but right after they're back, i will go back to sleep.

wait.