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My computer just died. It won't turn on -- it is just completely fried. It was a crappy computer assembled using used parts and The Boy's insane ability to build computers, and it lasted me six years. It was time to say goodbye. But still, what am I going to do now? I am using The Boy's laptop for now, but this is not going to fly as a long-term solution, and I just can't up and buy a new computer any time soon. This really, really sucks.

Second, I baked a loaf of bread last night and then was too tired to put the second loaf in the oven (takes an hour to bake) so I saved the second half of batter to be cooked today. This morning at seven, I thought, "Nice warm bread would be delish," so I popped the remaining batter in the oven and set the timer. I forgot, however, to set the oven's temp and I burned the CRAP out of it. Hence why you should not bake bread at seven in the morning, contrary to what all the Parisian bakeries would have you believe.

The house is still in a bit of a state right now -- I put together the chair and crib and so forth, did some laundry, etc. But I've got more to do today, so that's my plan. Plus, ever notice how doing these sorts of projects makes you realize how many other projects need to be done? Just moving furniture reveals entire universes of dust that you might not have known existed.