Just give me this last moment to be sad about leaving my job. I promise this is the last post about it. I never really thought it'd be THIS hard. Seriously. My chest is tight, I'm so freakin emotional. Some of my best friends are here. And I see them EVERY SINGLE DAY. It's going to be hard only seeing them occassionally. And I know some people I'll probably never see again. My husband doesn't understand. He's never been in one place as long as I have. Plus, he's a guy and doesn't make social connections like I do. Damn, it sucks. Where's my xanax? Thank goodness we're having a party at our house tonight. I can drink away my sorrows without worrying about staying safe. Sucks, sucks, sucks.