The end of an era OR Why you may not be hearing as much from me

Today marks my last day as a Municipal Court intern. Naturally, myself and Ben Lehotay will be sent off with the legal system's version of a viking funeral: Pizza party.

Several large pizzas from Galaxy and a few large subs are all that stands between me and the annual return to college-style living/sloveness. However, it should be clear that this is undoubtedly the best summer job I've ever had.

I get to dress up, drink coffee, gossip and repeat. It also allowed me ample time to write here. Time that, unfortunately, will be dashed with my return to school. Rest assured, I'll still be around on occasion, but you can forget multiple posts on the public-stylings of celebrities and making fun of politicians.

You're on your own. I wish you luck.

It's with a heavy heart that I bid this court and this creative freedom adieu.

Goodnight Mrs. Calabash, wherever you are.