Empty Nest.

March 22, 2004, 03:19 pm

Jesse has moved into another office on the other side of our building. His empty desk sits across from me and I'm bombarded by a barage of flashbacks of all the good times we've had.

I would almost cry at being moved out on, but then I remember that I'm changing his side of the office into a weed lair with blacklights and a broken airhockey table.