Last night I made some pasta salad for dinner. I love pasta salad. It combines so many foods I like: pasta, cheese, pepperoni, cucumbers and Italian dressing. Yum.

I also took Kathy, who wasn't feeling well, to the infirmary. It was very strange to be on the other side of that for once, being the person who just sits in the waiting room and picks up odd snatches of what the nurse says. I read a good deal of National Geographic, which this month featured the anniversary of the first successful attempt to reach the top of Mount Everest. I was surprised by how good the pictures were from 1953, and how little Edmund Hillary looked like he was living in the 50s. Anyway, the Searle people didn't really know what was wrong with Kathy (surprise, surprise), but she looks okay (aside from that fever).

Now today I should really read that book I have to write a report on.