Oh, where to begin? The long nights I spent with you positioning tables (early in our relationship) then divs will not be soon forgotten. You were there to witness my hair pulling, face squishing, monitor punching fits and just watched, ever so stoically, as tears filled my eyes when I finally found a work around and knew we'd be okay. You were so understanding when I found my new, foxy friend and even when I came back to you just to check in, you didn't mind the virtual window that I insisted stay between us. Fare thee well, old friend.