Premise 2: My brain does not comprehend math or anything like it
Therefore: I need valium
My mom knows my issues and she gently suggested I have a brandy milk punch before I take my exam.
Me: But Mom, my final is at 8am.
Mom: I know, that's why I suggested a brandy milk punch instead of wine.
Then she suggested the valium and I agreed, but I told her I don't have a dealer, so maybe I'd just wander into Washington Square Park around 1am. But she knows me too well and pointed out that with my luck I'd probably run into an undercover cop and then I'd definitely fail the exam because I'd be in jail. I'd rather do that than take the final, though...whatever life experience I'd gain would outweigh the bullshit of derivations.
Now I'm a free woman, then I buy drugs, now I'm in jail. Existential eliminate that!
.....
In other news, I take study breaks by looking up cheap apartments on Craigslist. Now being a savvy consumer, I like to know about the high and low ends of the product I'm buying. Like toilet paper. The generic brand does just fine, but really after looking at the superior, top-of-the-line Charmin, I will change my mind and splurge for the extra dollar.
Apply this philosophy to apartments and this is what you get:
The Penthouse at the Pierre Hotel, 795 5th Ave.
$70 million (monthly maintainance: $38,720)
16 rooms (5 bedrooms, 7 bathrooms, a library and lots of other stuff)
"The living room is considered the most magnificent privately owned room in the world.'
So I emailed that to my parents. They haven't said anything, so they haven't said no, and for now I think that means yes...
...which is a testament as to why I probably will not do well on my logic final.
