i'm inches away.
i'm crawling towards the end.
i'm desperately reaching out.
i'm fighting, clawing, for...uh beer.
it's not just any beer. nope sir e...this beer is special.
it's special like a white Christmas.
i've dreamed about this moment.
a moment that once seemed so far away.
now it's here, and i'm inches away.
the beer is nigh. i can almost feel it.

I congratulate myself among the rest of you hard-working, ridiculously brilliant CreCommarades! We are the champions of the first semester. We are champions until the end!

(...just write the script, hand-it in and run)


celebrations.


happy holidays. get trashed or read the bible. or both. or not. or something else. or what.





to be with you again,
jon