Marking Madness

Well, it’s exam time again at the university, which for me means three things: no classes (yay!), some proctoring (which no matter how many times I do it will always sound like something that requires the use of surgical gloves), and lots and lots of marking.

I’m a little lazy to give a good written description of how marking makes me feel, so here’s Alisdair to help me demonstrate:


Thank you, Alisdair.

Now, where the heck did I put my red pen?