[Well, it's obvious what this is about. First of all, I'd like to make some apologies. I've been thinking of my commitment to this journal quite a bit, considering whether or not it was time to take the plunge and leave. The fact that I let this hit six weeks not once but twice obviously signifies that I couldn't find a reason to make myself linger around longer. This waning interest mainly stems from myself; I set Dave up as his typical, married, straight edge self. While I had a ball with it, after three years, the rope gets rather short.
Yes, three years. It was an incredible ride, so even though there's a new Dave (please see
d_rowntree for more details), I still feel the need to say my goodbyes. First and foremost, I have to bid a fond farewell to Alex and Damon. Alex, you were supportive of me taking over this role from day one, and I remember bringing in Damon as our own. Graham, you've entertained me while I've been here, and I'm sorry that I wasn't in my more active days when you arrived. Leigh, *moan.* Kate, Jonny, Charlotte, Timmy, Jamie, Kelly, Joey, Justine and probably a million other people that I've skipped over, I'll miss you.
For the record, I'm still in the game. Just say the word and I'll add you elsewhere. For some of you, I've already got you. Insert enormously creepy laughter here.
Otherwise, if you'd like to see me on the real flipside (shudder), feel free to send an email to ginger_drummer@yahoo.co.uk. I'll have someone kicking my ass to check this email frequently for about a week or so just in case I was appreciated. Har de har har har.
To the new Dave, take care of my boy. I had him for three years, and I'm getting a little emotional right now. I hope you treat him well and get on lightheartedly with everyone as Dave should. As for now, I should wrap this up. I've had a great time, and I leave this journal in the best of spirits. Thank you to everyone who has ever interacted with Dave and egged me on. I hope you feel as great about this journal as I do. Take care.
Over and out.]