only a few more hours.

Then i can go home. i have done absolutely fuck all this afternoon. I can't be arsed to mark these bloddy exams, or the essays I got from my advanced class on Tuesday. Instead, I've helped one of my fellow teachers, opera singer, teacher, and all-round party person Gill Tunley, design an invite for a night out next thursday. She wanted to embellish it with a boring picture of an italian restaurant or a slice of pizza or something, but I suggested this. Then this one, and also this. In the end we did all three versions.