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logging out, blogging in
May 25, 2004
i’m writing this from my desk at my “former” job (“former” because my last official day is next monday, but i am done with work), right before shutting down the computer. i’ll then ask the facilities people to help me take my things to my car, then i’ll log in from this place never again. tomorrow, i am coming back into the area to have lunch with my friend who still works here, as well as to drop off my cleaned-up laptop, but i’m surrendering all my items right now. my desk area has been cleared off. i rather wish i had a photo of it.
i won’t miss the company or the work at all, but i’ll miss my little desk.