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This morning Jessica came to school in a lime-green pleather cape that Santa left her for Christmas. When Sam asked her why, she just shrugged - Jessica doesn't seem to think you need a reason to dress like a medieval knight. She's probably right. This afternoon I'm going to work in a loincloth and beaver pelt, smeared in chocolate sauce and kimchi juice. Just because.

Since I talk about Jessica so much, I thought you might want to actually see what she looks like. Jessica's the one who resembles a dour little Napoleon. I was able to pique her interest for a brief publicity photo, which is a lie because she was clearly not interested. She was in the middle of slaying some vile evildoers or rabid porcupines or Japanese robots or something in the hallway, and I was impudent enough to impede her quest. Still, one advantage of being a teacher is that you can force children to pose for pictures. Wait... that sounds gross. Nevermind. There are no advantages to being a teacher.

We're in the middle of a gully right now, locked between Christmas and New Year's and mostly just phoning in our final classes before the holidays start on Thursday. Every hagwon has a different holiday schedule - some are cushy and some are abysmal. I've been told by several other foreigners that I should feel lucky for getting three full days off for New Year's. This is, in general, a poor year to be a lazy teacher in Korea: Christmas was on Sunday (one day lost); Chusok was on a Sunday (two days lost). We probably lost other days too, but I'm too lazy to continue thinking about this list. I've also been too lazy to start thinking about China and important related things like Survival Tactics and Can I, Too, Hold Back The Tanks At Tiananmen Square With Just One Hand and What Am I Going To Wear To The Opera?

I have postcards - postcards of all variety but only one basic shape. They're shaped like postcards. However, I do not have addresses. All you friends and enemies out there, you exist in my mind and heart but as far as tangible geography is concerned, I don't know where the fuck you're at. I was never very good with spacial physics. So email me with directions to your Earth-home if you want a postcard of NOBLE, GLORIOUS SEOUL and I will gladly comply (but not too soon - gotta wait long enough to make it a surprise again!)

Christmas wasn't really Christmas. I don't know what it was. It was stuffing faces with Chad and Jen and UNLIMITED BOOZE THAT YOU CAN SHADILY CRAM INTO YOUR BACKPACKS. It was Belinda and Dook winning the Rocky Mountain Tavern kissing contest, rolling around on top of each other behind the bar rail. It was trying to play wingman with two girls at once and huffily being told in a cab: "No, no. Not two. No both. You have choose!" Uh... yes. The night was strange but fun, and full of Shockers:

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