Well, almost no change - it's 3:00 a.m. on Monday rather than 2:45. Also, instead of whining about short weekends, I will reminisce about S's birthday:

S's birthday was last Monday, and was appropriately celebrated with presents and tasty treats. Among the presents was a Freud finger puppet, a gift from D. Freud presided over our table at Zoe, and was recognized by our server, who announced she owned the Nietzsche puppet from the same series, and also that everything on the wine list was half price.

"So God is dead, but the wine is half price."
"If God were here, we wouldn't have to pay for wine at all."

Later, someone was declared to be "one bond short of covalent", and even though we acknowledged that didn't make any sense, it was still fun to say. In retrospect I think it should have been "one electron short of a covalent bond", but the only chemistry we were really alert to at the time was fermentation.

Which probably also explains why the phrase "Be a man - eat the olive" was such an effective taunt.