so not only do I quit the hospital today, the blog registers over 100,000 hits!

This may be narcissistic, but my blog is the first from my class to reach one hundred grand.

Thanks readers! MWAH!

So on my way out I shouted at the top of my lungs “I’m Free! Free at last!”

ER was going to have the cops come and escort me out, but turns out they were busy. Plus ER couldn’t find any waterballoons.

some of the people I’ll miss, but the job? Eh.

(I’m free!)

I’ll be going to brigid’s cross tonight to celebrate my quitting of the hospital.

I’ll be there at 7.

everyone’s invited to join me.

I go to the hospital as an employee once more. Zero hour. 9AM.

and I’m going to be high as a kite by then.

Sorry, got carried away by the rocket man.

Anyhoos, yes, it is my final day at the hospital. 6 years ago, 6 months, and 18 days I started working at my job. I don’t think I ever assumed that it would take this long to quit. At that time I was a rosy-cheeked student just having finished the first semester of college. I saw myself graduating from college within 3 and a half years with a comp sci degree, and finding a high paying job in that field. The hospital paid well for a college student.

But wow, things changed. In the last 6 years, I dropped out of college, opened a business, went back to college, picked a different major, went to europe, graduated with a BFA, went back for my MA while working on a PhD program in mythological studies, and graduated with my MA.

It’s been one hell of a ride.

But the bemidji phase of my life is ending. I’m done with school here, now done with work, and what the future has in store, I don’t know. But I do know that I have to do something else for a time.

but anyway, last day of work at the hospital. The scary thing? All those numbers I’ve worked there are all divisible by 6. But, that’s the hospital for you!

It’s lonely out in space, on such a timeless flight, and I think it’s going to be a long long time till touchdown brings me round again to find I’m not the man they think I am at home, oh no no no, I’m a rocket man.