Life After Math

Math is now exuding from every pore of my body. I just finished a 14-week math course squeezed into six weeks of summer. I crammed a disgusting and ridiculous amount of mathematical knowledge through my brain in that time in a seeming feat of wizardry and magic. I'm pretty much farting logarithms and crying exponents.

With all of these numbers floating around in my brain, I find myself making dumb and ridiculous calculations like:

Question: If I just bought a Costco-sized jug of Ibuprofin containing 720 tablets (which I did), how many tablets must I consume to use the entire bottle before it's expiration date of January 2007?
Answer: I must consume 40 tablets a month, or, 20 2-tab doses every 30 days in order to use all of the pills before they expire. [Insert Napoleon D. voice here - "Grossss."]

Most of all, I'm just happy to have my life back. After six weeks of putting off my friends and avoiding sunlight, I can now look forward to some of my old favorite passtimes...eating food that isn't crap I threw together in five minutes, sleeping for more than 5 hours at a time, sitting on my ass watching reruns of Friends, and going out on Tuesday nights and drinking way more than I should. Ahhh...free at last...

Until next time,
The Math Wiz