Diary 2024-11-13
Frustration...
Frustration...
I have no idea, either.
I hadn't done much handwriting in a while, and my hand was a little tender...
My whims shifted.
I think "I'll try to be less mean" and then this happens.
These guys would have done better to avoid marketing this to scientists and engineers, just saying.
Talking about math even though I intended not to, then clowning on a guy who'd be over a hundred and fifty years old.
I didn't want to be seen as jumping on a bandwagon, but on reflection, why do I care about that?
When I get back to this, I'm going to have to be methodical, because what I have now is certainly... a little scattershot.
Not short, but it feels a little light on content to me. Suffers a little from not having snappy names.