* Gulp *

I am going to have to blog on my own time after 5pm today.

WTF.

Well, it's been nice knowing y'all.

Cat.

Hot tin roof.

Yep ... that's me.

This Girl from last years blog post just came and told me that she had enjoyed working with me and tried to give me a goodbye hug.

Then she asked where we were all going after work for the 'leaving drinks'.

If she goes it will be the emergency room.

Take that you twisted bastard.

Serve at least 4 1/2 before you are eligible for parole.

I'm sure most of you know what I am rambling about.

I think it's kinda good closure that on my last day here the guy who sent the letter bomb is sentenced don't you?

Still behaving with dignity and holding my head high.