The Little Hypotenuse is getting older, and so is her website. They are growing together in many ways, like a master and dog who are starting to have the same face, like a butterfly species and its favorite kind of flower, like a child with her worn-out teddy bear, like two rays on converging paths.

Here is misunderstanding, infatuation, bravado, silence, and maybe at least 18 degrees of reality.

Little-hypotenuse.com has officially been around since October 2005, though it (in essence) existed inchoately for a few years prior. Most things here eventually make themselves quite at home in the category of “Embarrassing,” in retrospect. That’s ok.

Your Little Hypotenuse,
Jennifer