can my anxiety shut the fuck up god everythings genuinely okay youre fine theyre fine were fine everythings fine i think you need to go relax please
where is blucky please can you get in here so we can stress eat without guilt about it
let’s go draw our sonic ocs maybe let’s not play exciting fast paced games thatll give us horribly strong gay panic about jackals or stress about being KO’d by said jackal or attacked by an alpha trevenant and a swarm of pinsir
Every single time I make myself a tomato sandwich I think to myself “This can’t possibly be good…” and feel an instinctive drive not to take a bite of it the more tomato, the stronger the drive then I take a bite AND IT"S THE BEST THING EVER it’S SO GOOOD It literally tastes like burger I cannot explain it if anything it needed MORE tomato
Tomato just tastes good you know, it’s so juicy that it makes the otherwise dry bread be very moist and easy to chew through, and it just tastes good…
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— March 14, 2026 | Chris Schmidt, Co-executive Producer, NOVA
March 14th — 3/14 — Has Become A Mathematics Holiday. Pi (π) Day. Beloved of nerds everywhere. Including yours truly. But for me, it has a special meaning. I’ve always felt that Pi Day is my day.
When I was in high school, a math teacher proposed a competition: who can memorize the most digits of pi, the famously endless number so long that every phone number and social security number ever issued — or that will ever be issued — lies somewhere along its length. So long that if you encoded the digits as letters, you could find every work of literature ever written, past or future, somewhere in that infinite expanse.
I took that challenge and devoted a week of pure teenage obsessiveness to the task. I maxed out at 200 digits. For a few days I held it together. Oh, how proud I was! But before long I could only muster 150, then 100. 50 and … hubris begat defeat. I had flown too close to the blinding light of mathematical perfection.
What I didn’t appreciate then — what nobody tells you in high school — is that the digits are almost beside the point. They’re a mere freak show next to the true beauty of pi.
The symbol π was introduced by the Welsh mathematician William Jones in 1706 and popularized by Swiss mathematician Leonhard Euler. It’s thought they chose π because it’s the first letter of the Greek word peripheria — meaning periphery, or circumference. Before that, mathematicians simply called it “the ratio” and wrote it out longhand every time. Obviously, that explains the appeal of crunching it down to a single Greek letter. (Though just try to figure out how to type it into your essay – convenient might not be the word that comes to mind …)
Although the first few digits of pi should be enough for most purposes, for some reason, the author, like many math-and-physics nerds, has the first 33 digits of pi memorized. This depiction shows a far greater number than that, and a sufficiently powerful computer could memorize or calculate this number to an arbitrary number of digits. Credit: Public Domain
Pi is actually easy to express as a ratio — circumference divided by diameter, very clean — but the moment you try to calculate the actual number, things get gloriously messy. That’s why it’s called “irrational” — it’s a real number that simply cannot be written precisely in digits. Ever.
And here’s the thing about pi: It’s constantly popping up in the strangest places. It just doesn’t know how to stay in its high school trig lane! It is embedded in the formula that describes how a pendulum swings. It’s lodged in the equations governing electrical signals traveling through your nerves. Drop a needle randomly on a floor of parallel lines and the probability it crosses one involves pi — a result so bizarre it has its own name, Buffon’s Needle. Pi appears in the distribution of prime numbers. It shows up, uninvited, in Einstein’s field equations describing the curvature of spacetime itself.
Which brings me to my favorite footnote about this particular day. March 14th is also Albert Einstein’s birthday. Einstein spent his life describing the universe with mathematics — and pi was never far from the equations. Whether this is the universe’s greatest coincidence or its most elegant inside joke, I honestly cannot say. But at NOVA, where we’ve spent decades exploring Einstein’s legacy, it feels exactly right.
NASA navigates interplanetary spacecraft using just 15 digits of pi. To calculate the circumference of a circle the size of the observable universe to within the width of a single hydrogen atom, you’d need only 39. My 200-digit teenage party trick was, it turns out, 161 digits of pure exuberant excess.
But I don’t regret a single one of them. Pi is one of those places where math stops being a tool and starts being a window — onto something strange and beautiful about the universe we live in.
Hey, giving y’all a heads up, I want to return to posting art and possible animation, though I realized that I was getting tired drawing in my typical art style. So, I will have two sonas.
The cat version we’ll call Nova is for more simple artwork to make things easier, though the humanoid version we’ll call Dips is for more complex work. So far I have only drawn furry-ish characters in the Nova format, so expect a bit of experimentation with it, and I hope you guys don’t mind the change too much.
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