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"You'll Get My Laptop When You Pry It From My Cold Dead Fingers!"

Well, Lisa's office is now cleaned out (and we now have ten more boxes and a torchier lamp added to the moving pile). She doesn't seem too keen on returning the G3. Sigh. Bonding. Now we'll have to buy one of the damn things, I can just tell. This evening some folks from the department had a small fare-thee-well party for us, which was lowkey but relaxing (just what we needed). It was a very nice gesture (thanks, Leigh!) and I thot a lovely time was had by all. Saying goodbye is never easy, and while there are some things I won't miss about Iowa, I can say I'll miss the people.

No, no returns. What can I say? Felt like posting.