Friday.

The day after Thursday and the day before Saturday. It's my last Friday at work before I leave. Yesssssssssssss. I am overwhelmed with joy, so much so that I may have soup for lunch. I may also do some work (just because I feel bad). My boss is going to be lost without me, I am like his right hand (leave the dirty remarks out please...). I am his PA, his muse, his cheerer upper, his best friend, his wingman. I am also his nightmare employee and totally unmanageable (his words). Let's see him cope without me....

Idiot.