It’s not that I don’t love my students, but by April I can barely even stand my own company.
Tag Archives: professor
Elves
Compared with the chances of having all my fall syllabi ready to go by the end of August, magical syllabus elves are only slightly less plausible.
History
I’m only in it for the groupies, of course.
Reframing
It’s not “fall semester,” it’s “cozy sweater learning time.”