"Well, this semester has been really... busy," I said.
"You have a really heavy course load. Three maths?" he asked. I nodded.
"And everything else, too," I replied, since the math wasn't half of what I was getting into. "All that personal stuff spinning around too."
"Aw, I'm sorry."
"Oh, not all of it is bad. Some of it is actually very good. It's just resulting in me running around like a chicken with its head cut off."
"And you're usually very headed chicken. I understand."
This, ladies and gentlemen, is why Dr. Koch is my advisor.
We were talking about period two points in dynamical systems today as part of our project and how, oh say, a deer population would go back and forth between two populations.
Dr. Wiseman: So then deer die. What happens next?
Me: There are dead deer lying around, and the living deer eat the dead ones.
Dr. Wiseman: *facepalm*
Me: *tries not to giggle at seeing a real live facepalm*
Dr. Wiseman: Then the apparently cannibalistic deer eat a lot of BERRIES, and the deer population goes back up.
(That was the first thing that popped in my mind, I swear. I really should learn not to say everything I think in a math class.)
Tonight is a Dr. Nbook night. Finally.