Like a drifter I was born to walk alone

My officemate has left the building. He took a new job at another company and today was his last day. He is fantabulous and fun and a very nice guy even if he talks too loud on the phone so I sometimes can't hear myself think. My office is already too empty and too quiet.

Good luck, my friend. And just for you, Go Terps!

(And by the way, I have just designated today Whitesnake Wednesday. This is my little authoritarian regime so I can do that sort of thing with impunity.)