The world moves on. Never out of spite for us, but always despite us. I'm back in the office until... the 28th, and then it's all kaput. I have an office mailbox full of people I don't really know (and some I did) saying their farewells in the mass-mail impersonal way of an exceptionally large, cross-country office environment.
Yeah, but it's going to be wicked busy until I'm out as well. I'll have more for you soon.
Yeah, but it's going to be wicked busy until I'm out as well. I'll have more for you soon.