It's a weekend.

Well, the weekend has come to a Sunday night and I, for one, am ready for bed. I finally figured out what was wrong with my desktop; the fan in the back had completely frozen up. There was no air cirulation at all going on in there. I went out and bought a replacement fan-- the guy at the store gave me some story about how consumer replacement fans can only be found in "modder" variants, so now the inside of my case glows blue with funny LEDs on the fan frame. This afternoon I went out and bought another one for the computer's blowhole to force air over the motherboard-- same price, but no LEDs. Blessed be. If I had to suffer with some kind of glow coming out of the top of my computer like something out of a Tomb Raider movie, I'd've burned the LEDs out myself with a torch.

It was a quiet weekend, really. Omaha and I spent most of it geeking or gardening. Saturday, we took Kouryou-chan on a round-trip to the fabric store, the computer hardware store, the gardening place, the library. She got her hair cut and, while we waited for Omaha, she read to me. That was quite impressive. I scored two tins of Shok-a-cola at the local German deli. I hung up a new yellowjacket trap in a tree across the street from out driveway. We hit Costco. All in all, a good day.

Omaha went out that evening with a friend to go see Spiderman 2 (since I'd already gone with fallenpegasus to go see it) and Kouryou-chan and I went over to j5nn5r's place to see how he was doing after his stint in Iraq. He's... good. Seems to be healthy and all, but he talks slower. There was the suggestion that that's because many of his squadmates were Southern, but I think it's because he spent months as heavily armed smart guy surrounded by heavily armed guys with IQs approximately the same temperature as English beer, all the while trying to survive both the majority of Iraqis who just wanted their lives back, and minority of Iraqis who were crazy and shooting at anything they could.

Sunday, we did more gardening. Omaha put woodchips in all the right places, I pulled more (and more and more and more) weeds, we ran out to get the fan and a replacement feed for the hose reel-- the old one burst. The new yellowjacket trap is already filling up alarmingly well-- fabulous; as many of those soldier suckers as we can get is a good thing. I made tuna fish sandwiches for lunch and hamburgers and coleslaw for dinner. The coleslaw was last-minute, and Omaha and I agreed that I didn't put enough herbs into it. I discovered the 'sensors' program; my CPU is running at 62 and the motherboard probe is reporting 38; my harddrives are reporting between 46 and 48. It's pretty hot in there. I finished Bujold's Memory and have started into Komarr. Yamaraashi-chan is now here and I have to go get them ready for bed.