What's the point of all those diplomas ...

...If the damned students are going to argue with you at every step? I have two killers this quarter. Pleasant, but young men with attitude, I do believe. I think they might have more respect if I were a male person like them. As it is, they just argue. And argue. And split hairs that I tell them don't exist. Ugh.

Eszter at Crooked Timber has a fun post here -- I got over 45% on the nerd quiz. I'd already seen the Chernobyl photos -- hauntingly beautiful.

That's me blogging for today. I'm far too annoyed to blog about anything else today. It was a typical Monday.