My mom's oncologist managed to get her an earlier appointment for this morning instead of a week later. Apparently the nurse practitioner who dispensed the results of the biopsy initially misinterpreted and told us stage 3, instead of the actual result which is stage 1 GRADE 3. I love when people can't fucking do their jobs.... Anyway, that was absolutely fabulous news!

Just studied all day for finals and was offered the position of editorial editor of The Collegian. I'm going to take a few days to decide.