A little after 12 I left to go get lunch. Joel Thomas was driving through Muncie today on his way to go visit some other people and go to a concert, so he stopped by for some lunch. We went to Qdoba. It was really tasty. We both officially decided that if Muse, Deadmau5, and Daft Punk ever put on a show that no amount of money would prevent us from going. It would be an absolutely mind and soul blowing experience. But it will literally never happen. Sad. I also gave Joel my revised explanation of what actuaries do. "Accountants take a look at money that has already been acquired and/or spent and figure out how to

*account*for it. Actuaries try to predict what money will be acquired and how to prepare for it." I know that isn't 100% accurate, but it's much better than "I do math for insurance companies."

After Joel left for his next adventure, I went back to school to study some more finance. I ran into Timbo and thus decided to study with him in the computer lab. David was there also. I worked through the rest of the problems and felt pretty good about them. We have a quiz tomorrow but I feel decently well prepared. Between this quiz and the duration homework assignment I think that I should be well prepared for the exam on Monday. We had about 30 minutes to kill before stats started, so Timbo and I went down to the Atrium to get some coffee. For which I was grateful because I know it would have been nearly impossible to stay awake in statistics otherwise.

We got many things back in class today. Exam 2 (finally), our pop-quiz, and our project. I messed a couple things up on the project but she only took one point off. So that was ok. Then we proceeded to go through class. It literally felt like a repeat of Real Analysis from this past spring. And I don't mean that in the "so I already knew what to do" kind of way. It was closer to a "I must have done something terrible in my past to receive this punishment..." Real Analysis was not nice to me when I took it. And today just reminded me of every day of that class. About half way through class she started to do an epsilon-delta proof.... and I almost left. I have done (and by that I mean tried to do) way too many epsilon-delta proofs and still have no idea what I'm doing. That class was the one thing that made me incredibly set on not going into Pure Mathematics.

After class I went to Jessie's apartment for dinner. She made spaghetti and garlic bread. It was really good. I had a good time. We talked about our Thanksgivings and about school (and relating it to her experience), about her current job and such. That was a lot of fun. But then I had to come home so that I could get some more studying done. So home I came. I answered a few emails from students who had questions on the exam tomorrow, then studied for the finance quiz some more. And now I'm going to bed! Good night everyone.