woag

mathematics is a sort of goo/ooze secreted by the human mind when it rubs against the universe

Even when I was a little kid I wanted to have a beer and a cigarette on my porch some cool summer night

what if after job interview you catch a glimpse of the person’s notepad & see they wrote “things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl”

is this about malcolm in the middle

he/they delilah what's it like in pronouns city

studies show that 90% of control freaks quit right before everyone agrees to do everything their way forever

you might be thinking "hey, isn't that completely wrong? they're actually doing search in O(n) and if they put their clothes away in an organized manner it'd be O(log n)" but this poor grasp of theory is why they don't have a computer job and still live with parents who yell at them for keeping their laundry on the floor.