I'm stuck for inspiration. I've been faffing around all morning, wondering what to do with my students this afternoon, apart from torturing them with electrodes. Nothing comes to mind. I hate these low ebbs of creativity. Sure, I can photocopy something out of a book, but duh. It's dull. A dull class = bored students, and bored students learn bugger all. Also, I find that this strange sense of inspirational idleness makes me feel down.