My feint at the make-up exam last night was a gigantic disappointment. I didn't even turn the thing in. I spent a great part of the time staring at the questions, wondering what in hell was wrong with my brain such that I couldn't ... somehow ... process them.
What IS wrong with my brain?
I want to blame my 28-year hiatus from mathematics ... that despite my taking an incredibly concentrated pre-calculus course last summer, the substructure of my mathematical mindhouse is still incredibly shaky and full of holes. I mean, I can't approach logarithms or, heaven help me, trigonometry without my legs turning all rubbery, so how can I expect to have an easy time with a subject that is rife with ln of this and arccos of that?
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