June 25 (munch)
I'm entering the period of Final Moments. You know, that part during a transition where you think:
"I guess it's the last time I'll ever talk to that incredibly annoying administrative assistant who always bugged the hell out of me."
"I guess it's the last time I'll sit through the regular marketing staff meeting while eating a rubbery sandwich and greasy potato chips."
"I guess it's the last time I'll stand out on the curb waiting for Leah to come pick me up for lunch while I observe the terrific snacks the insects have been getting from the plants outside my office building."