I'm reading The Last Picture Show, one of the books Nick has to read for his sports lit class. Larry McMurtry is one of those writers whom I tend to forget that I like.

The lab had a TGIF at Johnny's, to celebrate Lab Week. I convinced another tech to come down and hang out with me, and we kicked back with the lab crew. I came home and mowed most of the lawn, and then picked up Tony from a school dance. The girls were acting like trollops, and the boys were nothing to act like a trollop over. You couldn't pay me to be fourteen again.

I'm trying not to think about the fact that one of my favorite pharmacists stopped working here today. I bought her American Gods and Anansi Boys as a goodbye gift, since she really liked Stardust when I lent it to her last year.

For the goodbye lunch, we had Chipotle. I learned that, when I eat a Chipotle burrito very slowly, as in taking a few bites here and there in between checking orders, I get full before I'm a third of the way through. Three meals in one!