Mondays...

Well, Monday was here and that means it's time for me to have my weekly time with Kouryou-chan. Truth to tell, I was pretty tired when I got home; it's been a long and somewhat sleepless couple of days. Thankfully, there was enough pasta sauce left in the freezer from the last time I'd made it so that I didn't have to make more, so I just tossed some tortellini into a big pot and heated everything up.

After dinner, she wanted dessert, so I gave her a scoop of my vanilla-raspberry-chocolate ice cream and had one myself. Being tired, all I wanted to do was watch TV and get caught up, but after looking to see that we had no new episodes of My Life as a Teenage Robot on the PVR and nothing else to watch, Kouryou-chan decided she'd rather go outside and play ball. So we did that, playing with the Nerf bat and ball, the Frisbee, clambering about on the monkey bars, and pointing out all of the bugs along the perimeter of the garden.

Omaha called to tell us that she'd missed her bus and was catching a later one, but I'd have to pick her up from the transfer point around nine. We ran out to get her, Kouryou-chan reading the different signs as we passed and asking me what the harder ones spelled. We picked up Omaha, got home and I put Kouryou-chan to bed.

Along with a working screen, I've ordered a replacement battery for Lain. According to UPS, it should arrive Thursday. I can't get GIMP to recognize the Wacom pad now. Lesson 18 of the Japanese class is freaking hard, piling on the vocabulary about relationships, and I left the CD with lessons 19 and 20 at home. Ah, the frustrations of life...