Shortish school day today, or at least it felt that way. No quiz in lab tomorrow, and the quizzes on Wednesday are set to be on the cardiac system, which I think we have down pretty pat from last week (in setting up flashcards, I just went to the end of the chapter, so we were actually working on some material the class hadn't gotten to yet, technically), so it's low stress all around.
It was a beautiful afternoon, again, and Tank had his late speech class, so it was time for another driving lesson. Honestly, it's not so much a lesson as a chance for Jen to get used to being behind the wheel and find out what rules or principles haven't quite stuck yet - there's very little in the way of a plan, here. Regardless, we decided to head out along the west side of the Upper Klamath Lake in hopes of finding some eagles or raptors to play with photographically along the way. No such luck, there, even though we did stop in at Eagle Ridge, which is supposed to be a great place for 'em. I've never seen any there, go figure.
As it happens, we ended up heading all the way into Medford, since we were having a decent time chatting and she was getting more comfortable driving. We had intended to stop for dinner at an Indian place recommended by Abe, but didn't end up finding it before growling stomachs won out, forcing us to settle for a local Jack in the Box.
The sun set very shortly after we set out for home, allowing Jen to discover the utility of high beams and drive a bit in the dark. After some initial trepidation, she seemed to enjoy it.
It was a good day, and yet another occasion to marvel at the friendship I've stumbled into with Jen - it's nice to have a female friend who's smart and witty and actually quite fascinating to talk to, without the complexities of romance butting in. Good too, that she doesn't seem to mind me hanging around much, as I've been feeling less and less like spending any appreciable time in my dorm room, lately.
Actually, it's kind of odd - save for rare, random moments of wishing that Eden were present when they get especially sappy, I don't tend to feel like a third wheel at all around Jen and Tank; more like the three musketeers. We make a good set, together, and they're rather marvelous at helping me burn away the time between visits up north.
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