Wine and roses!

So I'm here at school, waiting for Ivanovich to pick me up, and the cleaning crew comes in (because it's that late). All is silent - then, suddenly, the radio blares on, and it's some kind of country station. I'm bringing home wine and roses, indeed.

On Tuesday, a student told me that she was going to miss class that day and tomorrow. I told her that she looked sick and should go home, and she informed me that she was, instead, going to a funeral. Oop. I felt like a jackass - I think I'll bring that up to my mentor tomorrow. Heh.