There's nothing that could happen physically to disprove '2 + 2 = 4', for instance. If ever we find a substance where you add two units together and you get less or more than 4 units, we don't change the mathematical system, we use a different number to describe the end result.
If you can get five math experts to admit they were wrong. Or get them to admit that they invented the entire concept in the first place because the human mind is not constructed to completely dig the purely abstract, and we're never going to want to believe it.
Sorry, BT. Popping back out. This stuff makes me grind my teeth and break out in hives, less because I don't believe any of it than because of the calm certainty that numbers are the Way and the Light that has permeated way too much of my life to this point. And for various reasons, that calm certainty is pinging specific buttons tonight.
Maybe tomorrow.
cookies in natter and math in bitches...
So much math in Bitches. World of wrong. Brain would hurt even if it wasn't very carefully poisoned and polluted with 25$ belgian microbeer.
Perhaps sleep might be good. More water and vitamin I first, I'm thinking. Also, food.
Ibuprofen. Known in some of my circles as fighter candy.
Ahhh! Silly me. I should have guessed this one.
Good morning! I've decided to spend the entire day in the internet cafe. Watching people recover from LJ being down is tres amusing.
Soon I'll have to worry about basic car maintenance. Not that I can afford it. Or car insurance. Or gas, really. But I'll still have a car.
Well, I met with the realtor yesterday. It appears that the house should sell fairly quickly, and for about 30% more than I paid for it. Whee!
The not-so-fun part of all of this is that I have to repaint, and I have about three weeks in which to do it all. It's doable, but I fear my tendency to procrastinate. Ergo, Best Friend is coming over here in about 15 minutes to drag my lazy ass over to Home Depot.
So, it looks like I'll be back in St. Louis in March or April.
Sweet, Anne! I missed something. Why are you moving?
Why are you moving?
Oh, it's a long, long story that can be boiled down into three basic parts.
1) I'm having trouble finding a job out here that pays enough for me to support myself.
2) I miss my mom, dad, and assorted family members who all live in the St. Louis area.
3) The cost and pace of living in St. Louis are much saner than there are here, and I could live as well as I did here on much, much less money.
It wasn't an easy decision, but I feel certain it's the right one. I'll be leaving behind a couple of very good meatspace friends. At least you all will be moving with me, or at least you will be when I get my internet connection in my new home.
Where are you living now, Anne? I seem to have blanked.
