277.365.2013 Last Days & Celebrations

Well, it was my last day in MPD. After 5 years, it seems completely foreign to work on a different floor, with a different team on different projects. I have a different boss, a different elevator bank and different culture.

I’m excited. I’m sad. I’m scared. I’m energized.

Therefore, we celebrate. We commiserate. We bitch. We advise. We drink. We are friends!



And we play. We chat. With our best friends.