This is the strangest post I've written since I joined this website in June 2006 (!!), and as I think you all know, I've writtena lotof verystrangeposts: next Tuesday, November 1, will be my last day at Dealbreaker.

This is the best job I've ever had, which probably explains why I've spent a third of my life here. When a large part of your professional responsibilities are to write fan fiction about Steve Cohen and Guy Fieri-- and then have an actor bring those tales to life in the basement of dimly-lit TriBeCa bar-- you don't have much to complain about.

There aren't too many other jobs that could make me think about leaving DB,* but the opportunity to keep writing about Wall Street in my own semi-disturbed way at Vanity Fair's The Hive turned out to be one of them. I'll be starting over there on November 9 and hope you'll come visit.

I'm super excited about the opportunity while simultaneously sad about the thought of leaving a place I've been with since I was 21 (!) years-old. I'll save the TLDR Oscar acceptance thank-yous and reminiscences for next week and for now just say I LOVE YOU ALL.

*Lynn Tilton's head of HR, Charlie Gasparino's butcher, Jim Simons' cigarette sommelier.