In a fit of joy

It's official! I am no longer an employee at the Dixon Tribune. It was a little sad to leave. I took a picture of my desk right before I left.



I should have taken a photo before I took all of my stuff down. Oh, well. Goodbye desk. We had good times.



Sharon, Laura and Sarah. We weren't ready for the picture, so we all looked really serious.



Us again. This time Sarah's eyes were closed. She hates being in photos so she wouldn't do another one. (Please note: My hair is shorter ... Feel free to comment.)

All in all it was a good 2+ years. I had lots of good times, good experience and a kick ass portfolio with recommendation letter. I actually saved some of my stuff in Acrobat Reader so I can e-mail my portfolio (instead of making copies for every job I apply for). I'd like to say that I am prepared for my future, but you really can't plan for everything. Like Jem says, "I just wish I had a crystal ball, to show me if it's worth it all." Let's just say I am well equipped.

Tomorrow I leave for North Carolina. Hopefully I won't be eaten by a bear or fall off a mountain. Pray for me. This would not be the time to be clumbsy ... "Hey! Look down there ... oh noooooooooooo (trails off)!" Zoe's a little pissed that we're leaving. Most people say that they know because they can sense how their animal feels. I know because this is what I came home to today:



She only drinks when she's upset. Poor girl. There's no bar at the kennel. Better pack some airplane bottles in with your biscuits.

Until later ...