cyaluminus

So my life's taken a bit of a wild turn.

Needless to say, it's hard to work on a qual while at the same time making out with a hot housemate.

I can't help but feel like I should feel bad. Fuck it all, but I don't.

I like it.

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I also spent this afternoon working out (and doublechecking] the numbers for my first tattoo! I'm going to do a column of hex down my upper arm expressing the first 30 terms of Fibonacci.