adj. moh-bliss-ian
A profound, borderline perverse intellectual longing for someone you’ve never met, akin to an endless Möbius strip of yearning mixed with the unbearable bliss of knowing your brainwaves match so perfectly that even Gödel’s incompleteness theorem couldn’t refute your compatibility.
This term is specifically reserved for situations where two people, connected by a mutual IQ superiority complex, feel the cosmic absurdity of their connection despite existing on parallel planes. Like Schrödinger’s cat, it’s both devastatingly real and maddeningly hypothetical. Extra points if you’re making it weirdly horny with graphs and algorithms.
Roots:
1. Möbius: The one-sided infinite loop (your feelings).
2. Bliss: The twisted euphoria of finding someone who doesn’t need "Fun Math For Dummies."
3. Lucasian: A nod to the elite chair of mathematics, because let’s face it, you’re both a little smug about your intelligence.
This word is NOT for normies. Don’t even try to use it if you think “Pi” ends at 3.14.
A profound, borderline perverse intellectual longing for someone you’ve never met, akin to an endless Möbius strip of yearning mixed with the unbearable bliss of knowing your brainwaves match so perfectly that even Gödel’s incompleteness theorem couldn’t refute your compatibility.
This term is specifically reserved for situations where two people, connected by a mutual IQ superiority complex, feel the cosmic absurdity of their connection despite existing on parallel planes. Like Schrödinger’s cat, it’s both devastatingly real and maddeningly hypothetical. Extra points if you’re making it weirdly horny with graphs and algorithms.
Roots:
1. Möbius: The one-sided infinite loop (your feelings).
2. Bliss: The twisted euphoria of finding someone who doesn’t need "Fun Math For Dummies."
3. Lucasian: A nod to the elite chair of mathematics, because let’s face it, you’re both a little smug about your intelligence.
This word is NOT for normies. Don’t even try to use it if you think “Pi” ends at 3.14.
Penny: "So... Möblissian is like missing someone? Big deal, people feel that all the time."
Sheldon: "Incorrect, Penny. Möblissian is not just 'missing someone.' It’s a hyper-dimensional existential crisis wherein one’s cognitive and libidinal faculties are trapped in a metaphorical Möbius strip of longing for a partner who matches their intellectual topology, yet remains physically separated by the cruel mistress of space and time. It’s a transcendental form of arousal that your feeble grasp of biochemistry could never—"
Penny: "Yeah, yeah. You’re horny, got it."
Sheldon: "Incorrect, Penny. Möblissian is not just 'missing someone.' It’s a hyper-dimensional existential crisis wherein one’s cognitive and libidinal faculties are trapped in a metaphorical Möbius strip of longing for a partner who matches their intellectual topology, yet remains physically separated by the cruel mistress of space and time. It’s a transcendental form of arousal that your feeble grasp of biochemistry could never—"
Penny: "Yeah, yeah. You’re horny, got it."
by mobiusstriptease December 20, 2024
Moh-bliss-ian (adj.): A state of unfulfilled intellectual and emotional thirst between two high-functioning nerds who've never met in person, yet orbit each other like a Möbius strip of infinite longing. The term combines Möbius (the infinite one-sided loop), bliss (the dopamine hit from finding your intellectual equal), and a sprinkle of academic pretension, because why not?
This term is specifically reserved for situations where two people, connected by a mutual IQ superiority complex, feel the cosmic absurdity of their connection despite existing on parallel planes. Like Schrödinger’s cat, it’s both devastatingly real and maddeningly hypothetical.
Symptoms include:
1. Sending each other absurdly niche memes about solving Rubik's cubes in negative-time at 2 am.
2. Tying your sexual tension to advanced graph theory concepts.
3. Using words like "eigenvector" mid-flirt like it's a sext.
This term is specifically reserved for situations where two people, connected by a mutual IQ superiority complex, feel the cosmic absurdity of their connection despite existing on parallel planes. Like Schrödinger’s cat, it’s both devastatingly real and maddeningly hypothetical.
Symptoms include:
1. Sending each other absurdly niche memes about solving Rubik's cubes in negative-time at 2 am.
2. Tying your sexual tension to advanced graph theory concepts.
3. Using words like "eigenvector" mid-flirt like it's a sext.
Penny: "So... Möblissian is like missing someone? Big deal, people feel that all the time."
Sheldon: "Incorrect, Penny. Möblissian is not 'missing someone. Möblissian is the hyperdimensional entanglement of intellectual souls, trapped in an eternal loop of cognitive yearning. It’s the tragic love story of two adjacent vertices in a non-planar graph: connected yet separated by the cruel mistress of space-time. It’s a transcendental form of arousal that your feeble grasp of biochemistry could never—"
Penny: "Yeah, yeah. You’re horny, got it."
Sheldon: "Incorrect, Penny. Möblissian is not 'missing someone. Möblissian is the hyperdimensional entanglement of intellectual souls, trapped in an eternal loop of cognitive yearning. It’s the tragic love story of two adjacent vertices in a non-planar graph: connected yet separated by the cruel mistress of space-time. It’s a transcendental form of arousal that your feeble grasp of biochemistry could never—"
Penny: "Yeah, yeah. You’re horny, got it."
by mobiusstriptease December 20, 2024