Scrambled Elf Brains
Dec. 2nd, 2004 10:10 pmAfter dinner, I sat Yamaarashi-chan down and made her read for 20 minutes, as her class assignment requires. She tried making it difficult by picking out three books that had almost no words, but I finally got her to read a Stuart Little adaptation that was lying around the house, as well as Baloney (Henry P.), which is a fun little exercise. Kouryou-chan read off in her corner, and everything was good.
The desktop threw more fits. I tinkered with it. I'm running another stress test right now. I don't think the on-board sensors are trustworthy: they're reporting that the CPU temperature is 101C, but the motheboard is only 37C. That can't be right; I suspect the raw-to-human-readable algorithms are screwed. I'm not running the sensors inside the hard-drives; I'm taking a definite don't monkey with it attitude.
Kouryou-chan, for being so brave during her blood draw, got a coupon good for a free ice cream cone down at Baskin Robbins, so I took the girls there. They both ate daquiri sherberts; I had a single scoop of blueberry cheesecake icecream.
By the time I got home, Kouryou-chan had fallen asleep in the car. I tucked her in. I'm going to do some housework and head to bed myself.
The desktop threw more fits. I tinkered with it. I'm running another stress test right now. I don't think the on-board sensors are trustworthy: they're reporting that the CPU temperature is 101C, but the motheboard is only 37C. That can't be right; I suspect the raw-to-human-readable algorithms are screwed. I'm not running the sensors inside the hard-drives; I'm taking a definite don't monkey with it attitude.
Kouryou-chan, for being so brave during her blood draw, got a coupon good for a free ice cream cone down at Baskin Robbins, so I took the girls there. They both ate daquiri sherberts; I had a single scoop of blueberry cheesecake icecream.
By the time I got home, Kouryou-chan had fallen asleep in the car. I tucked her in. I'm going to do some housework and head to bed myself.