As a tribute to my stistar-snan ("tribute" in this case meaning "copying, but I acknowledge it so that makes it OK"), I will share some of the numbers that have come into play in my life recently.
20: The number of hours per week I would need to be studying math in order to pass my final in three weeks.
9.5: The (estimated) number of hours per week I spend studying math.
2.3: The number of those "studying" hours that are actually spent staring vacantly at a page and occasionally drooling on myself.
40: My last homework score, earned with help from a professional Calculus tutor who shall remain anonymous.
48: My current resting heart rate, as taken right now. Haha, Snan - immobile beats athletic for low heart rates any day of the week.
2: The number of courses I'm registered for next semester.
67: The grade I got last time I took two courses in one semester. No, that's not for just one of the courses - that's a sum.
1.5: The maximum number of days that can pass between any two given lice checks of my children's heads if I want to avoid an outbreak affecting two or more people.
70(%): The odds that checking every 1.5 days will be sufficient to prevent said outbreak.
1.8: Average number of times per day I use my new rice cooker.
1: Average number of times per day I eat something other than rice (it's cool - I take a multivitamin, and I get protein from the milk in my coffee. And isn't coffee a vegetable or something?).
5 x 10^7: Number of pieces of paper that were on my living room floor this afternoon, one hour after I gave the girls and their friends scissors and a stack of paper to keep them quiet while I worked.
25: Tabs open on my (2) browsers right now.
7: Number of those tabs that are to articles and/or cool looking graphs about the elections.
2: Number of my children who, if given a book, are equally likely to attempt to eat it as to read it (to be fair, one of my children is a dog now, and apparently that's what dogs do).
That's enough for now. Off to get my (7.5) hours of sleep (with 2 interruptions) for the night.
(A brief clarification - because I seem to have worried some people, I should note that the 67 I got for two courses in one semester is not the sum of two failing grades. It is the sum of one incomplete and one very bad grade in computer science (me and programming get along like slugs and salt).
I have reason to hope that this next semester will go better, because a. I should be getting the course materials several weeks in advance, b. neither course involves programming, and c. I don't plan to give birth in the middle of the semester.)
20: The number of hours per week I would need to be studying math in order to pass my final in three weeks.
9.5: The (estimated) number of hours per week I spend studying math.
2.3: The number of those "studying" hours that are actually spent staring vacantly at a page and occasionally drooling on myself.
40: My last homework score, earned with help from a professional Calculus tutor who shall remain anonymous.
48: My current resting heart rate, as taken right now. Haha, Snan - immobile beats athletic for low heart rates any day of the week.
2: The number of courses I'm registered for next semester.
67: The grade I got last time I took two courses in one semester. No, that's not for just one of the courses - that's a sum.
1.5: The maximum number of days that can pass between any two given lice checks of my children's heads if I want to avoid an outbreak affecting two or more people.
70(%): The odds that checking every 1.5 days will be sufficient to prevent said outbreak.
1.8: Average number of times per day I use my new rice cooker.
1: Average number of times per day I eat something other than rice (it's cool - I take a multivitamin, and I get protein from the milk in my coffee. And isn't coffee a vegetable or something?).
5 x 10^7: Number of pieces of paper that were on my living room floor this afternoon, one hour after I gave the girls and their friends scissors and a stack of paper to keep them quiet while I worked.
25: Tabs open on my (2) browsers right now.
7: Number of those tabs that are to articles and/or cool looking graphs about the elections.
2: Number of my children who, if given a book, are equally likely to attempt to eat it as to read it (to be fair, one of my children is a dog now, and apparently that's what dogs do).
That's enough for now. Off to get my (7.5) hours of sleep (with 2 interruptions) for the night.
(A brief clarification - because I seem to have worried some people, I should note that the 67 I got for two courses in one semester is not the sum of two failing grades. It is the sum of one incomplete and one very bad grade in computer science (me and programming get along like slugs and salt).
I have reason to hope that this next semester will go better, because a. I should be getting the course materials several weeks in advance, b. neither course involves programming, and c. I don't plan to give birth in the middle of the semester.)
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