After a momentary bout of euphoria in the wake of today's exam, by brain has crashed. I tried to talk intelligently about Lucretius today. Hell, I tried to talk intelligently about whether I was sitting down or standing up today, and failed. No wonder nobody ever passes all four exams. Three and my mind is a puddle of goo. And I had stuff I was atually counting on reviewing tonight... mrrrgh. Well, at least today's was lovely. If I suck at tomorrow's I'll be sad, but not too sad. I can take it again.