You can be sure as heck that the integral of that analysis prelim converges, because I dominated it. Ha! I'm a riot. I'm 50,000 people running amok through Seattle in 1999 to protest the WTO.
I made that exam my bitch.
I went into it feeling pretty low, too. I jerked into wakefulness this morning to find I'd overslept by an hour, having somehow deactivated my alarm in my sleep, and barely made it to the exam on time, after feeling yesterday that the algebra exam had broken something in my head because nothing (mathematical) I tried to read made any sense...The contour integral problem seemed impenetrable, and I found out why: when the exam was 7/8 over, we were told that in fact there was a typo which made the problem impossible. There was screaming, yea, like unto all the damn'd souls of Hell. But on the bright side, we got an extra half hour. I needed four of the eight problems to pass; I blew my own mind and did six. Which means that even if I accidentally answered two of the questions with Sumerian pornography, I'll still pass. I am a happy man.
If--and I say if--I passed Monday's algebra exam, I am done with prelims for all time. That's a very nice thought. All warm and soft and cuddly, like a kitten. An adorable little kitten.
Three cheers for kittens!
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