The Raven's Roost

Physical Stuff: I figured out how I hurt my leg, and it wasn't from running. It was eating at me, because it seemed to come out of nowhere, and nothing relieved it, but now that I'm mostly sure I overdid it on some reverse crunches, I feel mentally better. I worried I might have some lingering, never-ending thing, but as of this morning it's improved. When you do reverse crunches and aren't careful, you can stress the hip and knee joints. Fox was talking about some PT stuff and it suddenly occurred to me that it was those stupid crunches.

I skipped yesterday's lifting workout, before I had my little realization, so that needs to be done today. I was considering a short run, but I'm going to see how busy I am and how I feel, which leads me to ...

Weather: We have an 11% chance of ... snow? I'm sorry, what?

We'll need to find a tree or two to fell and chop up, and do it soon. Our firewood stores are starting to run low. I don't know if Fox wants to start on that this afternoon or wait until Saturday, but he's already asked me if I have "anything major planned" for today so I suspect we'll be doing that this afternoon.

The bigger fruit trees will withstand it, but I want to have sheets ready for the younger trees in case it gets too cold. I've also got a couple of these potpourri or scented wax things that are useful here. You can fill the reservoir with water and let them warm it overnight under the sheets and it keeps the trees happy. They also seem to work better than an electric space heater.

Reading: I didn't actually finish a lot of books last year, but I started reading a lot and then just quitting. No shame in DNFing a book, and the idea was to weed out things on my shelves that I don't like and give them away to either Little Free Libraries or donate them to the library book sale. I'm working my way through Gene Wolfe again, and considering reading Andrzej Sapkowski's Witcher novels as "brain candy." I also read numerous art books, though I don't log them in my reading journal as such. I'm not sure why I've never done that.

I keep waffling on a trip to Chamblin Book Mine but I believe I'll go soon and pick up some stuff I'm interested in. I think I still have some store credit, and I'd rather do that than spend money at Amazon, or wait around for Bookshop.org. Besides, old books smell better.

Cooking: I need to bake up a loaf of sourdough today. We bought some Publix whole wheat bread for camping and it's so ... lackluster. It's flabby and tastes weird. If I get time I think I'll also boil some eggs for myself. Fox prefers to cook his eggs up fresh but I like hard-boiled eggs. Tonight's taco night so I'll need to put some black beans on to simmer this afternoon. Which also means tomorrow's breakfast is heuvos rancheros.

I should finish up the yard today while it's overcast but I would much rather be writing. Alas.

I had to knock down a few Orb Weaver webs, but I left a couple that weren't directly at face level. One is a big, BIG girl who's built a web in between the radio tower guy lines. There's another that has built under the camper shed, between the camper roof and the rafters. Yesterday I picked up four wheelbarrow loads of fallen sticks and branches before mowing, and today all I really need to do is push-mow around the septic tank mound and do some weed whacking around the sides of the house.

I have my routine doctor appointment tomorrow, and I don't feel like fielding his questions about my other health and wellness stuff. Yes I got that liver thing checked out - the one that turned out to be nothing. But I haven't gotten a mammogram, a pap smear, a dental appointment, or anything else, because I don't have the mental spoons to do this shit. I can tell I'm not going to age well because my tolerance for medical anything is so extremely low that twice-yearly wellness checkups exhaust me to the point of wanting to go live in the woods for six months. OH WAIT I DO LIVE IN THE WOODS

Sorry - I'm just already fed up with peopling today and I haven't even done tomorrow yet. But Fox found his dice bag and lent me a d6, and I found a deck of playing cards, so I'm good to do a quick game of Wires in the Woods. That'll be my reward for doing my stuff today. Fox also suggested I buy a set of my own dice, as the ones he has are from when they used to have regular D&D nights, and some were specifically Kitty's, so I should have my own instead of hand-me-downs. While the Florida Mann set is funny, I found one called Cat's Meow that suits me much better. But I will also likely buy the Rick Roll d20 and keep it on my desk as a fidget toy.

Ugh, it's already past nine. I gotta get moving.

*ahem*
IT RAINED LAST NIGHT!

After a long stretch of dry weather it finally rained, and it dumped nearly two inches on us in half an hour. Not only has it been not-raining, but the humidity has been very low, too. It's the time of year when we worry about wildfires starting, especially living in the middle of hundreds of acres of woods made up of what's known as "lighter pine." I don't know if Fox is going to take advantage of the dampness to light up our trash pile, but he might.

I have an eye doctor appointment in Orange Park this morning, fun fun. I go all the way out there because the optometrist allows me to skip the glaucoma test. I know that no one likes the air puff test, but considering I'm jumpy enough that I have trouble putting my head to ANY of the machines, it's a courtesy I and my nervous system appreciate. I get extremely anxious and twitchy when anyone or anything is near my face. Anyway, I'll get fitted for new contacts, and hopefully also get a new set of glasses. The ones I'm wearing are two or three prescriptions out of date, but I typically only wear them around the house, and if I need to go anywhere, I put my contacts in.

I'm having a lot of distressing troubles with my comics. I started a few stories and now can't finish them. I mean, my brain would rather do literally anything than just pick up the fucking stylus, boot up Clip Studio, and just. fucking. draw. And I want SO badly to do it, but can't. I can't just flake out every time I get into the middle of a longer piece - I have a lot more stories about my world that I want to draw up and share, and the fact that I'm bogged down halfway through one is disheartening. My brain doesn't seem to care about any threats or bribes I devise and the only thing I can think of to do is literally try to force myself. Why should I have to force myself to do something I want to do? This is dumb.

Anyway, I've gotten my kanji and kana flashcards back out. I think my Japanese is better than I'm giving myself credit for. I just don't have a good way to practice speaking, and conversation is always my weakest point in language learning. I read French very well, but if you were to drop me in the middle of Paris, I'd likely forget every single French word I know if I had to ask someone for directions. I mean, in Tokyo I can at least remember "sumimasen." LOL

I think it's both funny and very telling that most of the kanji I recognize are related to food.

I don't have a running workout scheduled today but I do need to lift when I get home. My legs are still a little stiff and sore from Tuesday's workout, so I'm going to do mainly upper body lifts. My long run this weekend isn't that long, so hopefully I can get outside and run it instead of needing the treadmill, but if I do have to treadmill it, I can at least watch Assassination Classroom.

Friday, I did manage to get ALL my blood work taken. She had to take something like eight vials, but I was able to walk out under my own power. At that point I could have eaten breakfast and had some coffee and been hunky-dory, but I still have the imaging to do, and it was almost 10:30 before I was able to eat. I was also pretty dehydrated at that point, too, since they don't like you drinking a ton of water for these procedures. So I felt "off" the rest of the day, but was still able to generally function.

The GP's normal metabolic panel is all done, and nothing unusual came up. Everything is "green flag." The more specialized liver panels aren't done yet except the hepatitis checks, and I don't have Hep A, B, or C. And it could take a week or so for the imaging to be looked at and interpreted. Also apparently my ferritin is normal, so I have a normal amount of ferrets :D My ceruloplasmin is slightly low, but I'm not sure if it's low enough that he'll want to do much about it. Low is 18, mine is 16.

The garden is coming along nicely except for the pumpkins which aren't sprouting. Almost every garlic bulb I planted has sent up shoots, and my bell pepper has five little peppers on it, and a bunch of new flowers. Some of my citrus trees look a little rough, so I'm going to look at running soil samples over to the county extension office next week.

Dinner came out great and we have a ton of food, so I know what I'll be eating the next few days.
Peri-peri chicken - I found a marinade recipe online and used that. It was a cup of lemon juice, paprika, chili powder, and salt. It called for four split chicken breasts but I had enough marinade to do four pounds of boneless thighs, which we smoked. I dressed my serving of meat with Nando's Peri-Peri garlic sauce which we're able to find locally. The garlic claims to be mild but packs a decent punch.

Nigerian Jollof Rice from a recipe by Kitchen Butterfly, a famous African food blogger. This was good. I did not use the "party rice" step, but instead used a can of fire roasted tomatoes. I could not get Scotch Bonnet peppers and simply used some Tabasco. I also couldn't find African curry powder and subbed hot Indian curry instead. I did still have a slight crust of rice on the bottom of the pot which I scraped off and ate because the little bit of burnt rice is tasty.

These honey cornbread muffins are a tried and true recipe. If you want sweeter muffins, use AP flour. Whole wheat gives a nuttier flavor. I had enough batter to make six jumbo muffins. These are good with extra honey and butter, or pepper jelly depending on your tastes.

The rice should develop its flavor overnight so we'll see how the leftovers are tomorrow. I plan to warm some up and plop a fried egg on top. And now if you'll excuse me, I had a long day and I'm going to go turn into a pumpkin.

It's been a busy time for us recently, so I haven't been checking in here as much. Nothing bad is happening, just busy, yanno?

I made a trip down to Palm Coast to consult with a gastro about my liver enzymes, and he thinks my GP is overdoing it by asking for a liver biopsy. So this is good news for me, because I didn't want to get a liver biopsy, either. New doc recommended stopping vitamin D supplements, and said I may have a genetic predisposition to fatty liver. I must have looked at him weirdly because he explained that my dietary and exercise habits are likely to be holding worse problems at bay, since fatty liver often occurs with other lifestyle diseases as "metabolic syndrome," none of which I have. I did explain the reason I am still on blood pressure meds is that my body seems to have become dependent on them and I get massive rebound hypertension when I try to quit. Anyway, he's ordered a set of blood tests specifically looking at liver stuff, along with an imaging procedure to look for damaged tissue. I hate this.

Fox's physical therapy has finally started, and she wants him to do strengthening exercises. LOL I've been telling him that, too, but I'm also not going to rub it in. I am going to encourage him to keep up on it, and will let him know when I'm doing my lifting workouts so that hopefully it prompts him to do the stuff she's prescribed. I also need to take some video of his running for her so she can look more at his running gait. I think she did some gait analysis already but not a really deep dive or anything.

Today we're going to try to get more yard work done. I need to mow and trim again, and Fox is going to put the brush hog on the tractor and cut our walking trails in the Wayback again. I also have more garden plants to set out, though the colder weather at night right now is making me wonder if I'm too much ahead of myself, but I think they'll be okay. The potatoes are thriving for now, and I looked up when to start mounding dirt around them. Garlic is going to take a longer time. Some tomatoes are good to be planted, some aren't really sprouting, and I bought a bell pepper plant. I'm also going to get my soil tested soon, maybe run the samples over to UF and schedule that metabolic test while I'm there.

I never had a ton of social media accounts in the first place, but I'm considering deleting Facebook. I already tried deleting Instagram, which for some reason won't happen until the end of next month. I guess they need to send a tech into the server to hand-delete the data, and he's got to ride over to the office on a pack mule leaving out of Wichita with the next wagon train. Anyway that's obviously no big loss, and FB won't be either. My initial reason for having it was keeping up with some family members, but for the most part they have stopped posting, and they rarely, if ever, interacted with me when they were on. I don't know why I even bothered in the first place, they don't care, I don't either. The only social I'm thinking of keeping is Reddit and I'm honestly not sure why.

Once it gets into the 50s here I'm going to head out and run, then try to get my yard work done by around lunchtime. I don't want to be out there all day and burn myself out, so I plan to split things up between today and tomorrow.

I realize I've not posted anything here in a while, but there hasn't exactly been a lot going on. Mostly just bitching about the heat. I can go out and run in this if I get out very early, but I'm still wiped out for at least an hour when I get home. I can even manage a long run if I fill my hydration vest with an electrolyte mixture, but it's brutal out there. Too bad man-made climate change is a hoax, right? (sarcasm - there's no good way to include a sigh and an eyeroll here)

We're heading off camping this weekend because why not go camping in the middle of August. :D It's camping at Disney so it's less bad, but you still have to go outside. We're planning to do our park stuff in the early mornings and late evenings, and then just hide in the camper during the heat of the day. I should be able to manage later nights than I'm used to since I'll be able to nap. I couldn't relax enough to nap in a Disney hotel because of the "health and safety" inspections. But no one's coming into the camper so my anxiety brain feels like it can stand down.

Anyway, it'll be fun to be at Disney on my birthday. We've done this a few times for Fox, but his birthday also falls very close to Wine & Dine race weekend. In my case we've been in August, but we'll actually be on property on the day. I don't have anything super specific I want to do, but whatever I do ought to involve ice cream, so if it feels like something we could do I might ask for a trip to Beaches & Cream, unless I see something inside EPCOT that's serving ice cream, like outside the normal offerings.

In books this month or so, I read some pretty weighty tomes. I finished Camille Paglia's Sexual Personae after having it sitting on my shelves for literally decades. I bought it and read maybe the first twenty pages, but if I remember correctly I had to put it aside to write my thesis, and Paglia doesn't touch on the authors I was writing about. I do wish she'd gotten around to bringing us into the twentieth century, but I enjoyed her take on Emily Dickinson. I feel like Paglia might be one of those people who would agree that Hamlet is best read as a black comedy. I also read Sleep Demons: An Insomniac's Memoir by Bill Hayes, an engaging book on sleep and the lack of it. My insomnia problems aren't as bad any more, but it's always encouraging to hear from someone who suffered with it as a child, given how often I was told I "couldn't" have trouble sleeping. It's tempting to go down a rabbit hole with this one - Hayes has written a lot more, and has worked with Oliver Sacks, whose writing I also enjoy.

I'm currently reading Chuck Tingle's horror novel, Camp Damascus about a gay conversion camp in the wilds of Montana. I preordered, but have been saving it for the trip, so I just started reading. I also received a gift for preordering, a spiffy yellow bandanna that says BURN IT DOWN, which nicely sums up my feelings about any and all conversion therapy. In addition I've got a copy of Picnic at Hanging Rock which should be fun. I have not seen the movie, but I'm familiar enough with the book's reputation to know some people think it's a true story.

In gaming, I hit the halfway point in Okami, which I'm still enjoying greatly. I also picked up Rain World again and started a new campaign as the Survivor, and I'm finding it actually a bit easier than the "easy mode" Monk slugcat. Monk does less damage with his attacks, and is slower and less agile. For me, the Survivor's more robust movement makes some of the platforming sections a bit easier. Not that anything is actually easy in this game. I hit on the idea of "activating" echoes as I go around the map, and then backtracking with my earned passages to actually meet those echoes, and that's worked out well for me. I'm about to head into the game's last major area, and the home stretch for getting my slugcat back to her family.

Fox is considering getting me a new bike, because we just discovered my old one is a steel frame. He thinks I might have an easier time riding an aluminum frame, and maybe save The Tank for later. Or donate it, IDK. His parents know a lady in Orlando who refurbishes bikes, so I might be able to buy a pretty good bike through her for cheaper. I'm still not really looking at riding competitively, running is going well and I'm far less likely to crash into things.

The weather's been interesting lately. We've had several nasty storm cells go past us, including one that spit hail. We got pea-sized hail but a town southeast of us got the golf ball sized stuff. We've had more tornado watches than I can remember. One night, Fox turned off our weather alert radio so we could sleep, because we kept getting so many notices, and then this morning at 5, we got another, so that was my "sleep" done for the night.

I was starting to sleep a little better but I'm now back to my usual crappy sleep. Since it doesn't seem to matter what I do or don't do, I'm just going to get bad sleep. Yay.

I finished reading all three of Diane Setterfield's novels: The Thirteenth Tale, Once Upon a River, and Bellman & Black. I thought I saw something saying she's working on a new one, so that'll be worth keeping an eye out for. I haven't put them in a donation bin yet because I'm considering re-reading them at some point. The stories can be pretty dense once you get into them.

I then picked up a copy of The Dog of the South by Charles Portis to take on our trip, so I haven't started it just yet. But I did read True Grit, which was unsurprisingly much better than the movie. Though the movie is excellent, too. Portis has an odd sense of humor, which I appreciate because my sense of humor is also odd. He recently got the Library of America treatment, and Overlook Press puts out individual copies of his works that you can pick up on bookshop.org.

Other than that, my only other major read right now is wading through Sexual Personae which keep sending me to look up various things, from philosophers to sculptures. I'm still on her discussion of the Apollonian and Dionysian, which would be a pretty tired subject, except that she points out that Dionysian frenzies aren't simply about pleasure and partying, but should rightly involve dismembering animals and people in a lust and blood fueled intertwining sex and violence. She's citing Walter Otto's The Homeric Gods a good bit, which I read last year. I guess I'm going to have to find more English translations of his work, too.

I'm on probably about a month since I gave myself a buzz cut, and I'm still happy with it. I still might let some grow out when the weather cools off this fall. Happily no one else seems to care. As the Red Queen told Alice, it's people minding their own business that makes the world go 'round. LOL

Feisal's regular vet has ceased offering boarding services as of this year. I was surprised by this earlier in the week when I called to schedule his boarding for our upcoming Disney trip/flu acquisition and they told me they don't board any more. Problem is that Feisal requires twice daily insulin shots, and I quickly found that pet spas or non-veterinarian boarding facilities won't take diabetic pets. I was considering Best Friends, which I think Disney runs, and it's just next door to Fort Wilderness, but again, no diabetic pets.

What really started to stress me out was when I found another vet clinic that also has boarding, over in Middleburg. They have no appointments available, and Feisal needs to be a patient of theirs before he can board. But the receptionist told me Saturdays are "open," in that they take anyone who shows up on a first come, first served basis, and I can get him in that way. But it's not a guarantee. So I showed up this morning at about 7:15 and, happily, I was fifth in line. By 8:30 a vet had seen Feisal and was very happy with him, said he looks good in every respect, just that his blood glucose is low. Normal glucose for a cat starts at 55, and his was 41, which the vet wrote off as possibly a combination of stress and just having had his insulin, but he says we may be able to start backing off how many units he gets. Cats sometimes go into remission if you're careful about medicating them properly and can make changes to their diet. In Feisal's case I went from feeding him Iams, to a dry food with minimal carbs and grains, and supplementing that with a higher protein wet food twice a day. Crowley is probably benefiting from the food change as well.

Crisis averted - he's got a reservation to board while we're in Orlando. Because the only other option was to take him with us and let him be Camper Cat for a week. We popped up the camper and took him out there and he ... kind of liked it? He'd probably get accustomed to it if we put him in there every day until we left, but he got very distressed when we left him alone. I think if we want an Adventure Kitty, we'd need to start with a kitten and get it used to outside, truck, camper, harness, etc. Feisal's probably too old for this shit. He did like sitting on the counter top in the camper and looking out the window.

I did my long run yesterday, since I didn't know what today was going to be like. I set myself the modest goal of doing eight miles in under 90 minutes, which I accomplished. Today I'm probably going to do my normal four-miler but shoot for 40 minutes or less, which is a 10 minute mile or faster. I'm having a lot less problems with joint pain since going back to my Asics, though with the cold I still have occasional soreness in my hips.

I'm thinking of making some whole wheat cookies today - I've been trying to learn to make graham crackers, but mine always come out more like cookies, so I've stopped fighting it. They're mildly sweet, semi-soft, and good with afternoon coffee. I'm also about to spend some Amazon holiday gift money on some Diane Setterfield novels, I think cdayzee recommended me her work. I've also got a copy of The Wandering Mind: What Medieval Monks Tell Us about Distraction which should be interesting. I've always been fascinated with monasticism.

I really don't feel like doing anything. Tired.

There hasn't been a lot going on here this week, so I haven't thought to post much. Mostly preparations for the ultra on Saturday. Over the weekend, Fox was trying to do some tractor work, flattening out an area in the back where we'd cut down some trees that were blocking the solar panels. The ground's all churned up, and if it's flatter, it can grow grass which I can then mow. It's also near one of the major trails he cut through our forest going over towards the access road in Belmore, so if that gets a little more love, it will be much easier to head over there on foot, rather than driving ten miles or so out of my way to get to the trailhead off Sharon Road. But the tractor threw a code, along with a big-ass red light and a lot of high-pitched screeching as if simply starting the engine were going to cause the whole thing to explode.

So we loaded it onto the trailer and took it over to AgPro. They cleared the code and ... nothing's wrong. The tractor's onboard computer just freaked out for some reason. They're doing "winter maintenance" on it while it's there, cleaning filters and checking grease fittings and stuff like that. We'll be picking it up tomorrow, and running a few last minute race errands. Fox wants some bananas, I want to see if Academy has travel-size Body Glide I can stick in my pack, and we may swing by the address given for the starting area to make sure we know where we're going. We should be good on everything else and ready to go. But, as Mike Tyson has famously said, everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.

The trail will start punching around mile 3 or 4, and will keep swinging the rest of the way. There's a LOT of up and down for a Florida race - most of which are pancake-flat, even on trails. The last three miles even feature non-stop elevation gain, woohoo! I love running up hills when I'm already exhausted. On the other hand, two thousand feet of gain over thirty-one miles isn't THAT bad. Right?

I finished playing Axiom Verge 2 the other night when I completed a speedrun. Four and a half hours isn't exactly super-speedy, but I mopped up several more achievements and felt like I'd enjoyed myself. I've gone back to Little Nightmares and made it to the Geisha's Chambers. Getting through the Guests was pretty hair-raising. I think I've also missed a couple of Nomes, but it looks like once you finish the main game you can jump around and hunt for collectibles. I also have the DLC, and Little Nightmares 2 ready to go. I'm really impressed by the look of the world they made - if it's safe enough I sometimes like to just explore the rooms and look at things. It really is nightmarish.

Fox found a YouTube video about "how did they update and patch games before the internet?" We both laughed, "They didn't." And ... yeah, they didn't. If you bought a glitchy game, it sucked to be you. You'd have to buy the next version that hopefully had bug fixes included. Of course, now we have games with day one patches. Looking at you, Cyberpunk.

Fox also found a way to let me share my Steam library to our living room TV and play with minimal input lag. I'm still going to blame my poor gaming on input lag, though. Stray looks amazing on the OLED screen. If I weren't so weird about "bothering" everyone with the sound of my gaming I'd embrace this more, but I worry that it'll annoy Fox, who has said on several occasions that he is not at all bothered by it. That doesn't stop my Anxiety Brain from worrying about it, though.

And Clip Studio gave in to the whiners and Luddites, and the new version will no longer include an AI generator pane. *throws up hands*

We've got the camper popped back up to do some preparatory stuff to it, later this week I'll clean up and stock it and get some photos. Namely, we're now doing things like testing our gray water disposal tank and seeing how cold the fridge stays during the day so we can minimize surprises while we're on vacation.

I'm not having a terrific day. It's not bad I'm just out of it. I've developed a pain in my thumb, probably from my fairly obsessive Hades playing lately, and I've got these little shocking pains that shoot down the hand from what feels like right around the cuticle. This started last night around ten,and I haven't slept since. Last night it would give me three little zaps in quick succession, then nothing for thirty seconds to a minute, then three more zaps. It drove me so crazy that at one point I was biting my thumb as hard as I could to try to stop it. I know that makes no sense, but I was running on maybe an hour of sleep at that point. I also learned that it's very difficult to bite yourself so hard you break skin - or at least it is for me. I'm trying to give the thumb a break for now and lay off any major gaming, though I'm going to stream Stray for someone in a couple of days. That game doesn't exactly require a lot of lightning attack reflexes so I should be fine.

So you can imagine how little brain power I have at this point in the day, LOL. Oh yeah, and because I'm a glutton for punishment, I still went on a long run this morning. Hey, it's good practice for a longer ultra, when you'll have to run on little to no sleep through the night. Since it was early on a Sunday I figured it was safe because there's very little traffic, and I was correct. There were some people out on the roads, but I saw maybe a dozen cars.

My hyperfocus of the week is Kowloon Walled City. I started reading up on it out of idle curiosity and it's turned into a major rabbit hole of research. I'm also reading up on Hong Kong's "coffin apartments," and the general crisis in housing there. There's nothing quite like the old Walled City now, but there are highrise buildings packed just as densely with people in tiny quarters. It honestly triggered a certain amount of anxiety looking at some of those places because ... what are those people going to do if a fire breaks out? I mean, I know what they're going to do - they're going to die.

There's a German language documentary I found on YouTube that someone's added English subtitles to, but I haven't gotten around to watching it yet. I've also found several interesting books, but they're all in Japanese. The Japanese were fascinated with Kowloon Walled City and did some extensive documentation of it before the demolition began.

Speaking of Japanese, I was just realizing something that ought to have been pretty obvious to me by now. I've always been interested in language and linguistics, and I like studying languages. I just never let myself do it much because when I learn, I develop a capacity for reading and writing that far exceeds my ability to speak, and I keep telling myself, Well there's no point in doing this if you can't learn to talk, you fucking idiot.

Why, though? Who am I going to be talking to? Reading Japanese is a hell of a useful skill. Because I forced myself to put it aside, I only read at maybe a kindergarten level, but if I just take a little time to study kanji each day, I find I retain it pretty well. When Fox and I were in Tokyo I could make some sense of the signs and notices on my own. So ... maybe I should go back to doing that, even if I never have to ask directions or say "I have forgotten my math assignment."

Anyway my brain is more fried than usual. God I hope I can sleep tonight.