Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Enveloping the reader in a collage of melancholy

I am marking essays.

10 comments:

Martin Kingsley said...

Which is to say, you're weeping tears of blood.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Tears of vodka, actually.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

(That's not quite true. Oh the things I would quote, were I not persuaded that such quotings would violate the examinatorial sanctum.)

TimT said...

I think it was Christ weeping tears of blood. Tradition has it that it was concerns over his upcoming crucifixion, but I'd imagine if he'd been marking some particularly bad essays by his disciples it would have had much the same effect.

nailpolishblues said...

I once had a lecturer who somehow made his eyes bleed. I'm pretty sure that I had nothing to do with it and that it was just a really bad case of eye strain.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

I think Jesus sweated tears of blood, actually, and bled water.

Nails, that sounds HORRIBLE. If my eyes start bleeding I'm going on holiday.

nailpolishblues said...

He soldiered on. He's sit in class with a little mask covering his eyes while people gave talks.

Zoe said...

at least there are kittens

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

It's TROO. There are. And they remain beloveable.

Nails, that is a level of devotion to which I refuse to aspire. Hope you learnt something good.

Martin Kingsley said...

I'm sorry, little mask or no, I wouldn't have been able to concentrate for a single, solitary moment on whatever the hell it was he was talking about, because I'd know that the man before me had spent some unspecified amount of recent time bleeding out of his fucking eyeballs.