My waking day was nowhere near as interesting. I fed cats, surfed Internets, ate a donut and some peanuts and drank some orange juice and some coffee and ate nothing resembling a lunch. I tidied some stuff up, too, but can't remember what. All I know is that I tidied. It will come back to me later, I suppose. Reality has less and less of a purchase on my mind (or vice versa, I suppose) as time goes on.
Now I have to heat up a can of soup that I decided would be dinner, since I don't feel like cooking anything again. It is supposed to be a bit warmer tomorrow, so maybe I can open the windows again, but if not then I can definitely do so on Saturday,which will be quite toasty. No more rain is predicted until a week from tomorrow. That might change, of course, but if it doesn't then I'll be forced to do some irrigation along about Monday. If that dream pool would really form I could quit worrying about the cost of water and just freely irrigate the whole yard from it.
Since switching to the new computer and an updated, Chrome-based version of Opera I've been getting a lot of "Out of memory" notices from Opera. I reset something, but it still happens. This computer actually has several times as much memory as the old one, on which I never got that notice. I suspect a quirk of Windows 7 or of Chrome-based Opera. Whatever is causing it it's very annoying, and I wish it would stop.
Soup.
