This picture made me far, faaaaaaaar more weepy than the actual End of Time episodes.
Also, while I'm picspamming, here's another reason
why getting old sucks.
Because it turns this:
Into this:
*sigh* Today is supposed to be my goodbye party. Of course, it's snowing and most of the roads are closed, and we live fifteen miles out of town up a steep grade. So probably a very, very small goodbye party. Which is okay, because I'm only going for three months after all. When I move away for good, then they can throw me a serious bash. In the meantime, it means that much more cake for everyone.