I Did It My Way

9-11-2006 - 3:07 p.m.

We knew this was coming. I've said before that my days here were numbered. I think I've reached that last number. I'm signing off of the diary for the undetermined future to come. And since today is the fifth anniversary of the event that got this whole idea of mine started, the timing seems appropriate. It's been fun (usually), met some nice people from all over the world, but it's time.

It was a weird weekend that made me realize that things are always changing. Michael Schumacher is retiring from F1 racing (Sniff, oh my Schumi!) My closest friend at work got married Saturday night in an all-Spanish wedding ceremony. (Will I ever be able to call her Mrs. Sanchez?!) And for some reason touching my boyfriend's ankle while we were laying on our couch watching the Italian Grand Prix last night almost made me cry. Not sure why... because that's so sappy. But I couldn't stop thinking about how comfortable he felt, how perfect his ankles were, how I could stay there forever. Very strange. But anyway, all that stuff hitting at once made me realize that its time to move on to another stage of life. I'm thinking of taking a burlesque class, or a writing seminar, or maybe getting back into bellydancing.

So, goodbye cruel blogosphere. It's been fun having somewhere to vent.

"I'm through with you. Your money's on the table."

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