I gave my second lecture today. I wasn't nervous at all. I was more fluid and confident in my delivery, less stilted. It just goes to show that one can get used to anything (except the Bush presidency, which always finds new and creative ways to outrage us. Oh, and spontaneous human combustion). The students are a mellow bunch; they don't have pitchforks and burning torches. Some even ask questions. Even good questions! I almost used the word 'shit' several times, but always stopped myself. Maybe later in the quarter. The more confident I get, the more I'll want to swear. I can tell. I hear people like it when their English teachers swear, or Philosophy, or the like...The Swearing Rabbi at the U of Iowa was always very popular. Math teachers don't seem to capitalise on humanity's innate love of obscenity so much. It's sad.

Some day, I dream of using the phrase 'yack these bitches together' while describing the tensor product.

And I'm wearing a fucking cute shirt.