Remember when I spent four hours on a statistics problem? If you do and you've taken ethics, you can imagine the state I am. I finally figured out that goddamn puzzle.

My days and nights have flipped. My dh is looking at me like I'm a freaking alien. I am tired, but I feel goddamn bloody brilliant.

I signed up for Ethics one term. Then I read the syllabus. Then I dropped the class.

What was the problem?

My business teachers says that trying to teach ethics is just teaching criminals how to get away with stuff.

I'm sure that's what a business man would say. They have no fucking shame.

It's string theory, Lime. I can't explain the puzzle and they are still giving me the pieces.

My business teacher is a woman

Fine. She has no shame. Whore.


Kidding.