Today

Today I solved a physics problem.

Then I was a condescending ass about it: Consider the heart of physics. Take a mess, and force it into order. But that's better that taking 2 messes and then forcing each into order. It's a missive from the God I reject on the same principles.

If me = one mess solution, then one mess solution = elegant. If me = two mess solution, then two mess solution = joyful bananas on 500mg of caffeine. Elegance is in the ego.

'Intuition is something you get after you solve the problem'.

Whee, english is for the weak. The misaliged, the maligned. Language is a ploy of the government to keep us down. Black, white and a slip of grey. Forsooth, your time has just been stolen! Here ends the tale.