Thursday, 27 November 2008

f31.6/296.64

Well, I asked the fucker for a label and he duly delivered one.

Dear Sir, (quoth he), "You are nothing but a number. You are f31.6/296.64. Allow me to tattoo this on your arm/forehead."

Otherwise, I'm doing fine.

Hope you all are too.

5 comments:

Marian said...

Every "uncool asshole's" credo: "Human beings will always betray you. You can only trust the numbers."

Marian said...

Off topic: It maybe had one aspect to it, that could easily have become misunderstood, and it is certain people's profession to misunderstand...

However, here's an interesting perspective on "normality".

BTW: I haven't met anyone yet. Some people seemed pretty close to, at first sight. But as soon as I got to know them a bit better, it turned out, they didn't match the criteria anyway.

Abysmal Musings said...

Thanks Marian :-)

Immi said...

When I get to feeling like just a number I always start to wonder if I'm a round number or an odd one, imaginary or what. The numbers can be useful if it gets you help. Otherwise, not so much.

Abysmal Musings said...

I think I'm an irrational number :-)