the last working days of 2005

in the run-up to the final day of teaching for the year, the stress of sprinting toward the finish line with a clean slate for '06, the havoc of having to spend the next few weeks trying not to forget to remember not to forget to write 2006 instead of 2005 whenever dating something (or someone, as the case may also be), the giddiness at having the futbol (soccer) world cup just around the corner (first match: friday, 9 june, 2006), and the anticipation of which new hairstyles will actually make fashionable impressions upon the lifeless masses who actually give a shit about such things all conspired ryan, ben, and i to pose for this photo of our own, slightly-less-than-intoxicated volition.