Everything goes in circles

Giant wagon wheel at that ghost town my dad and I went to over Labor Day last year. I'm really tired tonight, so I don't have a whole lot to say - classes felt like eternity, and working on a mathematica lab wasn't quite as successful as I hoped. I did manage to get my hands on all needed graduation tickets - so Roscigno's reading that are coming to visit me in 2 weeks, rest assured you'll be able to sit in St. Ignatius for a few hours together. Beyond that, nothing worth noting here. I have a week left of class and a week of finals - someone stop this train before it overheats please.