So, Woolsey thinks she needs to move to Oregon. Whatever. I mean, leaving your cool co-workers and friends to be with your husband and child and family? What kind of messed-up priorities are those?
This is her last week, and a very sad week here at Crump. I only have a few more days to barely be able to peek my head over my cubicle wall and see her little head barely peeking over her cubicle wall back at me. SIGH…
But we have e-mail and our blogs, and all kinds of ways I can stalk… er, keep in touch with Marisa.
And how fun would it be to pack a car full of Hos and drive up to Oregon to visit her?
Tonight we are going to the Training Table for a farewell dinner, and we are going to tear that place UP!
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Ok it's me "Woolsey".. Just wanted to take this time and make a shout out to my Ho's..
It will be awhile till we meet again,
Know now and forever, we will always be best friends.
Dont shed a tear, Dont be sad.
Think of the glorious memories we've had.
There comes a time, when some must go.
But deep in our hearts we will always be Ho's.
Peace out word to your motha!!
Love Marisa
oh....her absence will for sure be felt the world over. Who would have ever known she was such a deep...thoughtful poet? I'm so glad we can ALL keep in touch via our blogs!!!! by the by...you know a road trip to see marisa in oregon means a trip to Forks, Washington!hahaha...just ask cami and marisa what the means....
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