This will be my last day as a employed member of a society for at least 4 months. It’s an interesting feeling. I find myself thinking about movies I’ve seen depicting characters on their last day of at the office. I’m really not sure what to do with myself.

Please don’t think less of me after having read this, but I feel like I should steal something before I leave today. Don’t you think? Just a little something? Earlier this morning I found myself looking around waiting for the perfect moment when no one was around. Still, I can’t imagine what I would steal. Why would I need a stapler or paper shredder on my trip across the country anyway? I guess you never know. Maybe I’ll use a hole-puncher to hole-punch leaves on route through a thicket in Oregon - just to mark a trail in case I become disoriented or lost. Then again, maybe I should take a gluestick to aid in fashioning a quick newspaper raincoat while walking along the dirt roads in Mississippi. Or maybe…

Paperclips! Ah ha, paperclips. They’re like these steel amoebas that can be used in a diverse array of sticky situations. To this day every time I see a paperclip in the most domesticated of settings, I yearn to let my survivalist instincts take control. I’m pretty darn sure that without a hitch, armed solely with a box of paperclips, I could construct a ladder out of my 17th floor window in Rockefeller Center that would place me safely on the ground. It would only take like 5 minutes. Paperclips are so darn universal, too. They can serve practically any function. I bet anyone in this city could physically reconstruct the Chrysler building to size out of paper clips in no time flat. Ah, yes, paperclips.

…just some thoughts. Wait, is that an ethernet cable?