I had thought earlier today that I was going to make some grand post and tie up all the lose ends and say, finally, what I thought about this or that.
But... eh... nah. I'm tired. No one really cares. And it's all been said before.
So, I'll leave it at this.
Thanks to everyone who played a part here. Thank you for making me laugh and making me want to rip my hair out at the roots and thanks for giving me something else to do besides work at work. But most of all, thanks for making me think.
I've tried my best to be fair to everyone. I know I didn't always succeed. If I have hurt you or made you feel belittled, I apologize. I can't think of any good reason now why I would have wanted to do that. The fault is mine.
I'll be missing our little tete-a-tetes and snarkfests. I hope to bump into many of you at some of the other forums. I really can't imagine at this point just dropping the habit cold turkey.
And since it's the in thing to do, here's my farewell song.
Non, je ne regrette rien - Edith Piaf
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
C'est payé, balayé, oublié
Je me fous du passé
Avec mes souvenirs
J'ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
Balayés les amours
Et tous leurs trémolos
Balayés pour toujours
Je repars à zéro
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien, qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Car ma vie, car mes joies
Aujourd'hui, ça commence avec toi
(No, nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
Neither the good done to me, nor the bad;
to me, they're all the same.
No, nothing at all.
No, I regret nothing.
It's all paid for, swept away, forgotten;
I don't care about the past.
With my memories,
I've lit a fire.
My sorrows, my pleasures,
I need them no more.
Swept away are my loves
and all their tremors.
Swept away forever.
I start from scratch.
No, nothing really.
No, I have no regrets.
Neither the good done to me, nor the bad;
to me, they're all the same.
No, nothing.
No, I regret nothing.
Because my life, because my joys,
today, begin with you.)
(well, maybe just one more post...)
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