Something I've put off for far too long
I am sitting here elated, electrified-- smiling and tearing. Opening my calendar, clicking the date, typing the event title in big caps as a label for Friday Oct 7, 2005:
The script's end is marked.
The next monday I won't have to go to work. I can be at Camp 4 in Yosemite. I can be getting off a plane in Auckland. I can be anywhere in the whole fucking world. And I can afford it.
TJ is sitting here with me, chatting about it. He made the most beautiful suggestion. Let's go out tomorrow night, invite my close coworkers (a few already know my idea of leaving) and celebrate. We'll go to Trials. We'll drink to the rest of my life.
Thanks, Camille. Your little blurb on Tribe nudged me off the edge. Maybe one day I can return the favour.
LAST DAY AT CISCO
The script's end is marked.
The next monday I won't have to go to work. I can be at Camp 4 in Yosemite. I can be getting off a plane in Auckland. I can be anywhere in the whole fucking world. And I can afford it.
TJ is sitting here with me, chatting about it. He made the most beautiful suggestion. Let's go out tomorrow night, invite my close coworkers (a few already know my idea of leaving) and celebrate. We'll go to Trials. We'll drink to the rest of my life.
Thanks, Camille. Your little blurb on Tribe nudged me off the edge. Maybe one day I can return the favour.
posted by Scottley at 11:09 PM
3 Comments:
Mad props, kid. Mad props.
j
j? who is j? I'm just going to say HOORAY! now you too, can live the high life!
273 days out of work, and loving it! You're gonna have a blast boyo.
Karl P
One more bit of spam.
Days Scott has left at CSCO!
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