I took the bus to work, for the last time. I might have to go back in a week for exit interview, but I will never go there again for actual real work. Strange though, it didn't really feel different, although perhaps it should.
Of course on your last day, you never should actually do real work, and today was no exception. I think I spent a grand total of 3 hours at work, and left to a goodbye happy hour at 4. Happy hour came and went, and I ended up at a resturant/pub in Capitol Hill with J and a bunch of the regulars. Unfortunately my previous late night made me hit a wall around 9 so J and I ended up just going home. Lucky her, she went to sleep right away, and also lucky me I stayed up playing WOW and messing with Mindstorms.