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A monoid? Oh, you mean a monad on a one point set in the bicategory of spans of sets?

when I (fucking finally) finish this semester I plan to do a deep dive into TQFT and frobenius algebras with this book recommended by my supervisor:

I find the concept to be very elegant. loosely speaking, take a commutative ring R and an algebra A over this ring that satisfies the axioms of the frobenius algebra. it turns out that for any such algebra there is an R-module associated to a certain 3-manifold, in which there are operations (induced by the algebra) on cobordisms between the systems of curves embedded in the boundary of the manifold. this is related to knot theory and apparently to some quantum blah blah, which I don't know much about yet

rb this with your favorite math concepts/books/videos... things u enjoy and that make you excited! (or reply but i want to hear about it and if you rb it then i hear more cool stuff from more people)

my favorite books are the grapes of math and things to make and do in the fourth dimension. i'm also reallyyyy wanting to read number freak and godel, escher, bach. concepts i love are chaos theory, non-euclidean geometry, and dimensions beyond 3rd!

hmmmm idk, this seems like an overgeneralization to me

this whole semester I've been slacking a lot even though I knew I could try harder, but at the same time I felt like even if I give a solid 30% from myself I can still pull it off, so that's what I did. there was no particular reason for it, many times I just didn't feel like studying. I wasn't tired or stressed, if anything I was too relaxed

right now I regret it, while I'm studying for exams I can tell that if I worked more regularly it would be much easier and I would learn much more, but yeah, it seems like I'm going to pass with pretty good grades. however, having had been more systematic I would get better outcomes, especially that I totally had the means to do that. what is this if not pure laziness?

"lazy" is not a negative word in my opinion, or at least it shouldn't be used as such. laziness is when I know I can do better but I choose not to, when I know I can make my future great, but instead I settle for making my future just okay. sometimes there is no underlying reason for it, I simply don't feel like doing more than borderline enough

but that happens sometimes and I think we shouldn't assume that if there is no reason then there must be a hidden reason, because it implies that the natural state of being is working hard and doing your best, which sounds a bit too capitalistic to me. I know for sure that unless there is a reason not to, I will be lazy, and I don't see why this is a bad thing

this was a great read. “Laziness Does Not Exist” by Devon Price

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thinking about the time a prof told us that in real research mathematics it's fine to be slow, speed itself is not essential, as long as you can find it within yourself to make consistent unyielding inexorable forward progress, like the time some guy stole an M60A3 tank and terrorized a suburban neighborhood with it, said guy wasn't going that fast but plowed through cars and telephone poles and shit no problem. i'm not kidding that's what he said, that's the metaphor he used, he told us that the act of mathematics is like the 1995 san diego tank rampage

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stepped on a plum (overripe plum) (barefoot) it was on the driveway got out of the car and accidentally (didn't know it was there) stepped on the plum (warm) (on the ground) (it had fallen from the tree) barefoot (no shoes) wearing long pants (too long) (need to hem them) plum viscera got on them (the pants) unexpected plum on the driveway (hot plum) (97 degrees out) already super hungover (throwing up all morning) (should not have been driving at all) and I stepped out of the car (black car) (97 degrees out) and onto the plum (unexpected) (didn't know the plum was there) and it burst (plum nightmare on my only good pair of sweatpants) still we find ways to keep ourselves going from day to day

in a way. over the last two years or so. mathematics has become the altar at which I pour out my private grief, and transmute it to something like solace. it does not particularly matter to me if I am ever any good at it. what matters is that the effort I apply to it is rewarded by understanding. I have no natural aptitude for it; I am climbing this hill because it was the steepest and least hospitable to me. there is less agony in the gentler slope, but less valor