seppuku. every rock star has its day. and my time has come. things happen so fast when you're leaving. like you can't really come to grips with the fact that it's finally over and next week you won't have to come in. i've been waiting for something to derail the plans since i put in my five days notice on monday -- i'm in a rush, i got things to do -- but everything has worked out to peachy perfection.

i'm still on overtime today however, just for you know, old time's sake. like giving an ex-girlfriend that last kiss, just to see if there's anything still there. and nope. i'm sure there'll be nothing left here when tonight is over.

this is the longest real job i've ever held. this amuses me because i've been pretty much playing video games for a year. score one for peter pan-erism.