without really thinking about it, i said, "i feel like i'm a fireman, trapped in a room full of pyromaniacs."
he looked alarmed, and then i said that i didn't mean it literally. he relaxed a bit, after that.
i suspect he thought that i was accusing him of pyromania.
anyways, the writing is going that way. the bulk of the math has been LaTeXed, but it might as well be a laundry list of lemmas, remarks, theorems. it's unreadable.
those little paragraphs for explanation, intuition, and flow are fine, but not when you have to write several dozen of them.
also, i keep running into the vicious circle of
- typing up a fact, then the proof,
- re-reading it and finding it distasteful,
- then wondering if i can improve it ..
- .. and after an undisclosed amount of time, realizing that i neither know whether it's possible, nor whether i should pursue it or give up and write something i know but unsatisfactory and probably tautological.
time's running out.
i've known that for a while.
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Thurs plans are Beaner's on Washtenaw (now Biggby's) around 1:30. Friday plans forthcoming. :-)
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