apparently it's the season to catch a real nasty cold (5 days before christmas... oh what luck). i feel like the sith lord in the third star wars when he is zapping Samuel L. Jackson's lightsaber and his head swells, looking less frightening and more weird, like a hippo who's spent to much time in the tub. well fuck it, one more assignment (and a real fun one too, so i might bring out the painkillers for this one) and christmas vacation is here.
so if you drink, have one. if you smoke, quit. and if you have an extra 100 bucks to blow on gifts, think about giving it to someone not yet burdened by owning too many things.
peace and good will.. and all that.
the drawing is from the latest issue of djoef.