And I can see you there, pointing at your screen right now, bouncing up and down in your seat and giggling hysterically because of, oh! A typo! Superpowers, remember? I know where you live, person who doesn't even know how many countless times I've saved you (invisibly, I might add). So sit your butt down.
But, no, that wasn't a typo. Not at all. I meant to say pi instead of pie.
But, no, that wasn't a typo. Not at all. I meant to say pi instead of pie.
Although I prefer the later.
It's some math day, for all of you math-lovers. Personally, I don't like math all that much. We have a...love-hate relationship, you could say. I rough through algebra at my dining room table, and it tells me how many minutes to the second that I have left before the bomb tied to the radiator in that one basement explodes. Fair trade. Business partners. Nothing more, nothing less.
We aren't friends.
But it's not like I have a Most Erratic Hero day, so I guess I can't be one to talk, and once again, mathematics belittles me.
Happy freaking pi day.
It's some math day, for all of you math-lovers. Personally, I don't like math all that much. We have a...love-hate relationship, you could say. I rough through algebra at my dining room table, and it tells me how many minutes to the second that I have left before the bomb tied to the radiator in that one basement explodes. Fair trade. Business partners. Nothing more, nothing less.
We aren't friends.
But it's not like I have a Most Erratic Hero day, so I guess I can't be one to talk, and once again, mathematics belittles me.
Happy freaking pi day.
- your most erratic hero
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