Well I said my goodbyes at The Ledger and as of Monday I'll be starting my new job. It was tough leaving the paper, giving back my identification badge and moving on. In a weird way it's like I've reclaimed my life again. I'm no longer "the guy that works at the paper" and because the magazine is an annual, I'll never really be "the guy that runs the magazine", although if people like the magazine, it won't be a problem.

I had a fun weekend. I actually went out with my hot neighbor and had a few drinks on Saturday. There's actually a nice little martini spot in Lakeland (go figure, it comes right as I'm about to leave) and it was nice to chat with her and drink socially. Even though we didn't see much of each other, I'll miss living near Stephanie. She's very nice and she always went out of her way to pick up my paper and check my mail while I was away.

Anyway, I got a lot of hugs and nice letters from people as I departed. I'm no longer working at the paper, but the paper will always be a big part of who I am.

I still need to find a place, I'm crashing with a friend for the week, but I'd love to have a place set in stone by Tuesday/Wednesday so I can use the weekend to move.

Anyway, I need to get sleep, about six hours earlier than I used to go to bed, and I'll have updates about my first day sometime tomorrow.