Posthumous celebration.

Well. I think I've worked my last day at big, ugly, blue place.
I think.

If things work out the way I have it planned, the way partner has it planned, I should be done at big, ugly, blue place. I can't begin to explain how happy I am. I don't mind many of the people. Really. I like virtually all of them, but I just really don't like spending a lot of time there. Too many memories, too many people, too many emotional weekends.

If it happens for sure, it'll be a nice close to the next chapter. The next Chapter. The next.


-Rusty.