Crushed

Crushed, crushed, crushed.

Not only is QN absconding to the west coast as of the end of the month, but RN (no relation) is leaving for parts unknown, too. It's not going to be the same, without them dropping by on Friday to not drink with us. Who will feed the Squirrels or the Blue Jays? Will we have to reinstall the Dunkin Donuts wall - and never use his cube again? Will we have to run the dark blue lab coats up to the rafters and retire her number?

July is the new cruelest month.

I suppose we'll have to cheer up in time for the Quan Voyage Party - and will have to think of something to do for RN, too.