our dear friend and colleague for the last 9 months went back home for good on Saturday. It was a sad sad Friday evening…well after the party i mean. We all cried. I hate seeing good friends leave. And it also reminds me that one day it might be me. You’ll be missed JAM. I’ll miss your stupid phone calls at work every 20 minutes, your determination to tell me what happens in 24 when you know i don’t give a damn about Jack Bauer, our Tueday lunch watching the last Gossip Girl episode, your red pants and you ability to turn make everyone laugh, at you or with you.
as usual, the only guy in the gang