My wife went to visit her mom till Monday, and I couldn’t go because I had the GMAT this afternoon. However, as I did a craptastic job on the GMAT–and will have to take it again just to get into Dumbass State’s MBA program–I’m now both bored and bummed out.

As such, this was my dinner:

Crackers, salami, Safeway brand white cheddar, and ginger ale. Also, all of Star Trek: TNG is on Netflix Instant, so I pretty much have my night set. (I’d forgotten that I have a hard time reading and being productive when I’m alone.)

I’m just glad I’m married. If I had to hang out alone like this every night, I think I’d be jumping off the roof of my building out of sheer boredom and lack of conversation before long.

Well, I guess I’m off to watch more Star Trek and goof off on the internet. Then, tomorrow, it’s back to studying for the GMAT. Or maybe I’ll wait till Monday. With work most of the day tomorrow, I’d probably drive myself mad trying to cram studying in so soon after the test.

I take the GMAT tomorrow, and I’m nowhere near ready. It hadn’t occurred to me how much math I’d forgotten, or–since the GMAT really just tests your knowledge of basic mathematical relationships–how screwed I’d be if I couldn’t remember high school math tricks like the relationship of either of the equal sides of an isosceles triangle to the third, non-equal one. (It’s x to x√2. Or is it x√3? Crap.)

Fortunately,  I placed in the 99th percentile for verbal on a practice test a few days ago. But that math score is going to kill me if I don’t get off the computer right now and keep studying.

Here I go. Off the computer.