It was the best of times...
Ah, life's good. I'm living with Nicholas and Anna, both of whom are stronger and more disciplined mathematicians than me, and spending 8-9 hours a day in the maths building working on group Theory. This is great. Friends to go home to, maths to work on, etc. And I even have an internet, so can do things like watch the Doctor Who I missed at the weekend, which, if you're interested, is a great episode. Life's good. And I'm doing well at algebra, if not really trying at Analysis. Things are good, even if the weekend's Grand Prix was bad.