I never check my e-mail anymore:
I earn my living as a teacher of history. Most of the time this is a great job with reasonable pay, good hours and a lot of fun. occasionally though it turns into a hellish cesspool of depraved misery and despair. Naturally I focus on the latter.
Articles on teaching:
Misery in the flesh
A story with meat, witches and zombie robots.
Drinking on thursday, working on friday. Oi......
Hail the screen!
And how I managed to get a picture of a keg of beer in there.
And Indy too.