The joys of contemporary technology: A desk outside

I'm sitting outside, typing away at P.'s powerbook. Thanks to our lovely wireless network I'm able to use the internet. But that's not all! I'm actually working at files that are located on my own eMac, that's standing just a few metres away from where I'm sitting now, but can't be placed outside. (Well it can, but I'll need extra extension cords – imagine putting your desktop computer on the balcony!)
I've just been hanging around today, not willing to do much, because the weather's so good outside. How can I sit inside and work at the computer in this weather? I don't want to end up with a pasty white face when it's been sunny outside for the entire weekend! So P. provided the solution and the wireless network did the rest.

Marking hell

Mr. Forgetful has passed. That was the last essay I had to mark, the one that I found in my mailbox at half past eleven on Thursday. Some of the students really need to be told that it's handing in their paper or not passing or you'll never see said paper. Still, my marking hell is probably only a little purgatory, something where you're easily led out off with the right amount of work and prayer.
My year's worth of teaching really is over now. Just some extra formalities, like handing in the exams and the points, and then I'm off, into the great wide world, away from Mr. Forgetful and the other kids, away from Our Madame and her strange, indecisive behaviour. There are other new and exciting horizons for me to explore. If only I'd knew what those horizons will be and I wonder if they'll ever be exciting.