I suppose I should apologize for the unsightly math that, up until this point, graced—or cursed, I suppose—the top of the page. Rumors indicate that the frightening juxtaposition of those two theorems caused a few hemorrhaging eye-sockets, one brain aneurysm, and a great deal of scorn for my thoughtlessness and apparent free-time during the mornings prior to my exams. Of course, these rumors could be entirely unfounded, but there's no harm in caution. What follows should at least serve as a buffer between you and the evil statements below.

The past week's flurry of exams made for limited sleep, intense studying, and numerous coffee binges; occasionally spread throughout the day. Fortunately, there will only be two more comparable weeks, one of which is the week of final exams, and the other being the second gamut of midterms. I feel satisfied with my most recent exams, though; and I feel satisfied with the effort I gave in preparing for the exams. If I manage to scrape together some decent grades, all the better.