THE FOLLOWING MORALITY PLAY was sent to me as inspiration and advice for the grading season (via p-dog):
'What's wrong with you?' asked the doctor. The demon turned to him, sheathed in its mortal archaeologist form and spake thus, 'My head is fucked, doc. I can't concentrate on anything except bloody archaeology and my students are hammering me with more bloody exams than I can mark! You have to give me something for this stress!'
The doctor looked at the demon.
The demon looked at the doctor.
Then they fell in love.