oh she comes from planete claire la da dee

here comes a bikini whale!

Is that you Mo-Dean? On a UFO

sorry, having a b-52 moment.

Still very sleepy but I'm so excited about buying a haus that I barely need coffee. Today is (kind of) the last day of school! Monday I'm going in to pick up a math assignment, but that's it. Whee! And today is just a video about biomes and then the class is going for drinks with the instructor. We thought he was joking until yesterday. He'd gone out for drinks with his earlier class yesterday, and he was having problems operating the overhead projector and drawing circles as a result. hee hee. Anyway! Today and then just the exams! And then.. SLEEP! FREE TIME! EXCELLENT! PARTY TIME! AND A NEW APARTMENT!

Woop.

Of course, between now and then will be about 15 hours of math problems and two choir concerts and attendant rehearsals. La la la. Whatever.

Okay I have a backlog of postcards from math class I forgot about. I was reminded yesterday when he had an uncharacteristically hyperactive day, either from a lot of coffee or just mad relief that this semester was almost over. He ran around the room building up a tortured metaphor about approximating taylor series that involved trying to get the quietest student in the class to say something, ANYTHING, to the person next to him (It took a while, since from what we could tell, this was just math teacher being COMPLETELY random. But finally: "Uh.. I'm hungry.") and then seeing how many people heard it, and then saying "So uh.. that is just like these approximations! The farther away you get, the worse it is! Or the worse you can hear! Hear the.. function! Yeah..."

Anyway. Postcards:

Now, this convergence test is like when you go to buy a hamburger, but you have no money, but that doesn't mean you can't get a hamburger! It just means you can't buy one. I'm not saying steal hamburgers, like, maybe your friend would buy you one. Your friend.. the integral test!

So you're saying this is like, there's a bridge, and you shouldn't cross it, because what if there was no bridge, then you'd fall off! That's pretty dumb.

Now euler, well, he had no friends, he had no girlfriend, he was a loser basically, he stayed home all night with his candles and made up theorems. Mathematicians are all.. wait, I'm a mathematician. Mathematicians are GREAT.

For the last time! Pi cannot kill you! Well, maybe like, a pi in the face, if it was poisoned. But that's not the same! No one has died calculating pi! Or e! Stop it!

So all these ways of writing functions are like, it's the same play but with different actors. You know like when you see the movie romeo and juliet, and the play, and it's totally different? Except the ending, they can't change the ending. So the moral of these functions is, stay away from poison. Poison is bad. No matter how bad it gets, man, things could get better, just hang in there. What was I talking about?