Oh, You Guys

So I walk to my desk this morning and lo and behold, my co-workers have draped it in black crepe paper and black balloons, cleaned up all my belongings and placed them neatly in a box, and put a tombstone over my computer screen that says, “R.I.P. Paige Phelps Sept. 2, 2003- Sept. 7, 2007 ‘You’re dead to us.’”

Hilarious! Thanks to Kristiana and Krista and Stephanie for decorating my desk like it was a junior high locker. I really do love it! (I was told someone took pictures, so we can post it later if so.) Anyway, today is it for moi, ladies and gents (and you pervs on Craigslist). After scarfing down some pizza at our editorial meeting in a little bit, I’m going to skedaddle, but please feel free to stop by the celebration tonight at The Elbow Room starting around 6 p.m.

And remember, I’m dead to you; I’m just on the other side…