systemic fail.

someone is leaving passive aggressive anarchically themed notes on our whiteboard.
"fuck the system, i run my own system"
yeah well anarchist dude who messes with my carefully drawn springtime scene, i can mess up your stuff too. your political statement now reads:
"fuck the sandwich, i make my own sandwich"
i subscribe to an alternative view of lunchtime history.

but a bitch ain't one.

is it bad that i spent my entire linear algebra class reciting 99 problems in my head? vector space- pedal to the floor-Rn-do you know what i'm stopping you for?-x1v1

gah.
this doesn't work.
i wish i could take jay-z pass-fail. my skills in linear algebra are approximately equivalent to the subspace of my skills at silent mental rapping. i should stick to wrapping presents and adding single digits on coffee bills.

paste over.

matzah brei
matzah pizza
matzah and tuna
matzah and eggs
matzah and matzah
matzah and mold
matzah and toes
matzah and comforter stuffing
matzah and florescent lighting
matzah and elbow grease

for you.

it's raining it's pouring. people give you strange looks when you walk barefoot in the rain. even here. umbrellas don't work very well in the wind. they turn into tea cups. unfortunately-large-spill-their-contents-on-your-head tea cups.