*close eyes* It'll go away, it'll go away, it'll go away ...

So I have a new job and some insurance and less traffic, and the weather is improving. All good stuff.

The water heater for my apartment building went out a few days ago and the maintenance crew said they replaced it today. There's still no hot water for me. I haven't had a shower in three days, washing my hair in restroom sinks and taking spitbaths. On top of this, apparently the water feeder into my toilet tank has stopped delivering, so I now have to manually fill the damn thing every time I want to flush, which takes about five minutes or so.

I've lived here two weeks, I have no hot water, a toilet on the blink, boxes of books I can't unpack because I can't afford a bookshelf just yet, no full paycheck for another two weeks, no friends because I didn't know anyone when I moved here, and I haven't yet found the library. AND I miss the variety of restaurants in the big city I used to live in, and this place is Podunk.

My head hurts.

Ficlet: "The Math Lesson"

THE MATH LESSON
POTC
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue. Peace out.
Summary: Inspired by lizzie_omalley's "Pi Day" challenge. Oh, just read it!
A/N: This is really short and unbetaed. Just a bit of fun, really.


“Pay attention,” Jack warmed to his tutorial. “We’ll use th’ helm here for an example.” He patted the worn black wood.

“I think I can-” Will began.

“Now, it works like so.” He ignored his deckhand and produced a bit of rope, leaning over to press one end against the center of the wheel, then pulling the other end up along a spoke. “This here’s th’ radius. Ye double it, then multiply by Pi, and-“

“Wait.” Will scratched his head, looking confused.

“Did I not say pay ‘tention?”

“What does pastry have to do with this?” Will asked, cocking his head skeptically.

“PI. P-I, not like with your cherry. No ‘e.’ Building block of advanced mathematics.”

“Jack, I’m a smith. My chances of knowing beyond sums are as likely as your cherry being in place.”

When he snapped around to look at Will, Jack found the lad perfectly wooden-faced. The Turners were good at that. “Pi’s a number roughly three an’ one-seventh,” he explained, warming to a lesson. “Universal constant used in th’ measurement of circular things, and-”

“Like this conversation?” Will finally cracked an expression, and Jack straightened to stand.

“Son, do ye wan’ learn sailin’ properly?”

“I know I don’t need a pie to figure out how much bigger this wheel is than one.” Will reached into his pocket and approached, loosing a longer length of rope that he draped over the top of the helm before kneeling to pull the ends together loosely at the bottom as it hugged the wheel. “Hn … about six and a quarter feet.” He sounded proud.

Jack sighed, scratching the bridge of his nose. “And what’ll ye do when havin’ to measure for bigger circles?”

Will actually grinned. “Get more rope.”

SHOCKER SPOILER

Okay, the shower and toilet now work. And I am officially sick of stupid people on the Internets (don't ask - it's not fandom stuff, by a long shot).

So, I thought I'd cheer people with something exclusive I just read somewhere.

( WARNING: AWE spoilers within!! DO NOT CLICK if you DON'T want to know! )