Math bites
Jun. 29th, 2006 08:19 pmI'm giving up on calculating how much each person owes for the gas. It's hell, because Carlos owes 33 of the 64 days, and then there's tax, and I have no freakin' idea how to juggle the numbers like baby geese so that they work.
So I left a note saying I know not how to do this, for sooth. I had been intending on paying it with the rent this weekend, but I went into Science to avoid having to do math (not that that worked, mind) and I just cannot figure this crap out.
Now, seeing as it's Thursday and I've been completely alone in the apartment since, oh--
No, shit. Since I've been back from the weekend. Holy mother of fuck!
...sorry. There seems to be a lot of frustrated rage inside at this moment.
Aaaaaarghrrrraaahhhhhh
I hate math, absent flatmates, aching wrists and everything at the mo'.
Tried, though really didn't want to and so no point to it, calling bio prof. He didn't pick up, which is fantastic. No, seriously: I didn't want to call.
No news from mom, though we've sent a few trite emails back and forth.
Still waiting for the phone to ring...
So I left a note saying I know not how to do this, for sooth. I had been intending on paying it with the rent this weekend, but I went into Science to avoid having to do math (not that that worked, mind) and I just cannot figure this crap out.
Now, seeing as it's Thursday and I've been completely alone in the apartment since, oh--
No, shit. Since I've been back from the weekend. Holy mother of fuck!
...sorry. There seems to be a lot of frustrated rage inside at this moment.
Aaaaaarghrrrraaahhhhhh
I hate math, absent flatmates, aching wrists and everything at the mo'.
Tried, though really didn't want to and so no point to it, calling bio prof. He didn't pick up, which is fantastic. No, seriously: I didn't want to call.
No news from mom, though we've sent a few trite emails back and forth.
Still waiting for the phone to ring...