{{DJ}} & ~ma!

All necessry ~ma to Daisy Jane.

Actually, if you could get me over my near phobia of algebra, that would be awesome. Because I NEVER understood it, I scraped through all my algebra-related classes by clinging to "when in doubt, X = 8", and I still mildly freak out when confronted with mathy stuff.

I gave up on math after taking Algebra twice in high school. I was not accepting of the c's but the second time around did not get any better.

I chose both my master's programs partially because neither required the GRE (a minor yet critical distinction) Thanks to two very compassionate stats classes in each of those programs, I am no longer terrified of math. God bless adult education.

I need to take some stats classes.

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When administrators at Rancho Bernardo, his suburban San Diego high school, announced the district was cutting spending on supplies by nearly a third, Farber had a problem.

"Tough times call for tough actions," he says. So he started selling ads on his test papers: $10 for a quiz, $20 for a chapter test, $30 for a semester final.

I'd love to take classes on Electronics, computers, and small business financing. Also, maybe a class on grant writing or something.

ION:

Hello fellow worker bees. I understand in the world of accounting, you get a lot of papers across your desk. But always calling me asking which account to charge something to when there is a spot from Fed Ex to list that, and I use it, is growing tiresome. If I got the invoice first, I'd happily circle it repeatedly. Alas, you get it first. So kindly look in that box.

Signed,

Trying to be efficient office worker.

Stats is of teh evil ick! That class and my intro to finance class were my two least favorite college courses.

Ooh! Looks like good news for Fay! [link]

(yes, I am wasting time until my 16:00 meeting in 15 minutes)

Actually, if you could get me over my near phobia of algebra, that would be awesome. Because I NEVER understood it, I scraped through all my algebra-related classes by clinging to "when in doubt, X = 8", and I still mildly freak out when confronted with mathy stuff.

This is totally what I'm saying. A kind of "Here's why math is my boyfriend" demo!

On the one hand, I did manage to give an intro to calculus to a bunch of teachers, many of whom hated math, and they loved it. On the other, I tried to help vw with her algebra, and she didn't love it. So I guess my love of math can't conquer all.

For example, it apparently can't teach these kids how to do percents. Le sigh. Now I head home and hope my new game came today! And also, ahem, go to bed very early. Because my wonderful thank-god-I-don't-have-to-be-fully-awake first period planning will be full of faculty study group tomorrow.

My old neighbor in Columbus taught some interesting classes at OSU--Women of the bible and Jewish history. I would LOVE to take them. She was an interesting lady. I miss her.

I would also take archeology, astrophysics, philosophy, film history, oil painting, ceramics, playwriting, classical cultures, legal history and auto mechanics.

I would gladly help with math, I enjoyed math.

And I would like to re-take Organic Chemistry. It was my major, and I blew it off, and I'd love to re-take it in a world where I had nothing else to do, and could really enjoy it. Of course, I'm not sure where that world exists, exactly...it wasn't college, where I was busy partying and doing theater...and it's not NOW, where I have a LIFE...

My life which is NOT FUN today. Because after all the racing around this morning, I paused, and realized...I BLEW OFF MY SELF-EVALUATION, AND IT WAS TWO DAYS OVERDUE. OOPS. Well, that's gonna drop me down a point or two...

And I didn't do the colleague evaluation I was supposed to do. And now it's not on the system anymore, because it's overdue. Oops.

WHY MUST THIS DAY FEEL SO FRANTIC, DAMNIT?