Six years ago, I started this blog. I'd get sentimental or something, but to be honest, I just want it to be over. It's been a great ride, at least at times, but I'm done here. Sorry that it's a bit sudden, but I've actually been planning to kill it here for the last several months, and I was mostly posting here out of a bit of misplaced guilt.

To be honest, I don't have any conflict right now except deciding where me and my boyfriend are going to live next year and deciding which rust belt city we spend Christmas in. He is the love of my life (gag, I know), my job is great, my friends are ever-hilarious and fun, my parents are the two best people I can think of, and at the end of the day, I have nothing more to write that feels appropriate for this blog.

This was my nickname in college, anyway (kind of), and it's always felt exposed here and that continues to be the case as long as I keep this page.
Goodbye, blogosphere. I've come a long way since my first post six years ago. It took a lot out of me at times, but finally, everything is great, and I can say that I'm 100% happy with the way things turned out.

To depart, here's the song that started
***rant & roar with the watergirl***:
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below
Until we strikes bottom inside the two sunkers
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll goI'm thankful that I experienced being a bloggist for so long.
Cheers and Much Love,
twg