I finally finished my final report and I've spent the afternoon cleaning up and cleaning out. Lots of shredding, lots of deleting electronic files. It's kind of sad. I mean I've put the last fifteen months of my life into this place and now *poof* everythings gone. Granted we did good work, helped a lot of people and stuff but there really isn't a lasting legacy from a one year project. It's weird to think that no body cares about all the files I've accumulated and that I have to just get rid of it. When I left my last job, someone else was coming in. With this one, I'm leaving three files in my desk. The phone system, security system, and an inventory list. Whoopee. Weird. Very weird.