Saturday, December 11, 2004

Temptations...

So what happens when I finally manage to sit down and try to salvage what can be salvaged of my preparation for my discrete mathematics exam?

A huge crate lands on my porch:

Temptations...

This was not to be delivered until after the fifteenth. Now how am I supposed to be able to concentrate on my math, when there is a whole case full of power tools sitting by my door?