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The math is wrong
So, since I created the ownership quotient I've been thinking of ways to improve the formula. Pretty much directly after I posted the thing I saw a problem with the math and it's been bugging me ever since. This is because I'm insane. Anyway, here's the old equation:

((u + w) - (x2/(v + 1))) + (((y/a)-(z/a) + 100)/100) = Ownership Quotient

Here's the new one:

((u + w) - ((x-v)2/(v + 1))) + (((y/a)-(z/a) + 100)/100) = Ownership Quotient

This works much better. An increased number of sets on a machine does increase the relevancy of a claim more than the original equation illustrated. My bad.

I like math. I was always pretty good at it and it meant that I didn't have to talk to people. Instead I could play with numbers and that was much better than talking about AFL football, a game that I have never really appreciated ever since they made the great melee moments illegal. That, to me, was the entire point of the game. Kicking the silly ball between the posts was largely irrelevant. Many an Australian male would disagree with me on this point, but for the most part they are as incapable of twisting a human arm into a bow as I am capable of it, and thus their argument is irrelevant. Trust me, I did the math:

Weight of maximum Bench Press, Deadlift and Squat Weight capacity of argument holder = x
Weight of maximum Bench Press, Deadlift and Squat Weight capacity of other argument holder = y
Body weight = z

x/z - y/z = Relevancy of argument

I was good at math but bad at pandering to social expectations so I was never placed in accelerated studies. This didn't bother me so much as it enabled me to develop skills that were much more important to me:

I'm actually pretty good at throwing knives at women
Like elaborate displays of violence towards women

Even so I take great stock in getting my math correct as it's something I've always been able to do, even without the guidance of a recalcitrant adult that is simply longing to drink themselves into a stupor that evening rather than face the fact that their life is a massive waste. Our school actually had pretty good teachers now I think of it, comparatively speaking.

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