The Final Stretch

It’s my last week of work. Craziness.

Tuesday Night — I’m out of my apartment and staying on Mark’s couch until Sunday morning

Friday — Last day of work. No longer will I be able to call myself an Electrical Engineer. If I still haven’t found out about school yet, I’m considering calling myself a professional gambler.

Saturday Night — One last blow out before I sell out! If you read this and haven’t been invited, chances are I probably don’t have your email address. Let’s change that.

Sunday — To Mankato. Staying with the Folks until Thursday, when I will drive a moving truck to NYC with the assistance of my good buddy Mark. Man, helping me move across country. What a sucker.

That’s the news. I actually do have things I need to get done before this week is out, so I better get back to work.