I don't want to think about numbers having sex.
How do you think bigger numbers get made? It's not called multiplication for nothing.
I am dispirited about my ability to work in the office. It's not looking good. It is looking stinky.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I don't want to think about numbers having sex.
How do you think bigger numbers get made? It's not called multiplication for nothing.
I am dispirited about my ability to work in the office. It's not looking good. It is looking stinky.
How do you feel about the gender of numerals?
Even = male
Odd = female
Your sounds like yore. You're sounds like ewer.
This seems completely correct.
You would not believe how many videos there are of theatre companies completely butchering Big River . I don't mean mildly butchering, but vocals completely in a different tempo than the band.
The grey/gray discussion is Reason #241 why I love the Buffistas.
Shared with Jesse, but I just realized the import timestamp on my Jesse-the-cow-girl photo is circa Dec 2001. Which means almost a decade. If not longer, given this was pre-digital.
Yep! Back when I lived in Crystal City. "Come As You Aren't" Party. Ah, the good old days...
Your sounds like yore. You're sounds like ewer.
Yes. And I'm with the "gray=warmer/darker, grey=cooler/lighter" camp.
...but I only have odd/even as "I like odd numbers better"
Yeah, it was a meara party. I was in a men's dress shirt and thigh-highs (and shorts.) Back in the day.
Your/you're/yore all the same when I say them. You're/your might become yer, but aren't distinct. Sorry.
I'm wearing grey right now and it's fucking great.
I totally write grey, but it's from my Anglophile phase.
And grey is the right color for my polish! I need to polish and I'll need to redo before this weekend, so I can do a color I want.
I am definitely petering out. I did complete all the laundry, but I still have my chore nemesis to do, the big putaway, which I have to do before I can go to bed.
Okay, so #10 was email bigwigs. One of whom emailed me back to say call him. I don't want to call him! That's a bigger onerous task now. And I got a return receipt from the PA of the other one. So at least I know it's in the building.
#11 was haul firewood. #12 was battery charger. #13 was dinner (turkey meatballs in homemade sauce over spaghetti squash, nom.) #14 was trip prep. #15 is laundry. Okay, no more putting that one off. And put away leftovers. And then I can be done.
1, 3, 7, 9, 10, 11, 13, 14, 17, 19 are male. 2, 4, 5, 6, 8, 12, 14, 15, 16, 18 are female. I don't kow why, they just are.
Maybe I meant the personality differences in numerals, like 2 is graceful and 5 is assertive and 7 is stuck-up.
Yes, I really do have issues with numbers.
Odd numbers are obviously better.
In Japanese, small round things are counted differently than long thin things. Punches and steps are considered long thin things. I don't want to add gender or any other complexity to numbers.