First, that my life is apparently as uneventful as I've often suspected. I don't have neighbor trauma, I haven't had a cruise or trip to Canada recently, nor do I have imminent job prospects.
This led me to the 2nd realization. I hear rumblings of imminent job departure from Brian; Bj moved out of our office building early this year and subsequently left the company; and now Daniel is pursuing new opportunities. Aside from a feeling of being the "light switch guy" (as in, "Would the last one out please turn off the...."), it may be time to ponder the answer to that age old question: What do I want to be when I grow up?
