Nature's bounty

Finished weeding and digging through the garden this morning - except the 'vegetable' garden which has a small hill of plant matter now piled on it. The usual side effect of accumulating more potatos than I know what do do with from the local self-supporting population which appears to have been enjoying the exceptional growing season just as much as the weeds.

There is also a stupidly large number of crysanthemum[?] seedlings (yes, in the same gardens as the potatoes. What?) and a few other flowers which have managed to hold their own against the twitch and clover.

I've also tidied through the computer room (I may still be in the middle of that, haven't decided if I'm attacking the pile of CPI lesson manuals) and I have plans to attempt a rearrangement of the layout in my bedroom after lunch. I don't seem to be running a fever, so it's probably a sign of something else.

I need a) more bookcases and b) somewhere to put more bookcases or c) to pack up some of the books I never read or d) to get my TV card working so I can start converting some of the VHS. (Actually I could probably just throw out a bunch of the VHS - but I so hate throwing things away. Likely just to mark the tapes as reusable and keep them sitting around. I've been getting better at it!

I upgraded the Ubuntu box to 6.10 yesterday, which according to the documentation supports my tv card. It can see the damn thing, but I still can't get any signal.

In today's episode of 'Sweet f'g mercy, that stings!

Stepped on a bee, in bare feet. WHAM! Right in the instep.

2 seconds of locked-vocal-cords agony, 20 seconds of get-it-out agony, then I had the bulk of the stinger removed and was able to hobble inside for tweezers to get the rest of it. After that it quickly spread and receded to a dull, ignorable ache.

Prior to that:

Fairly drastically rearranged my room today. Some people will be aware that this is not-the-sort-of-thing-I-do. I can only assume that some sort of deep psycological need is pushing to change my physical environment and routines as a trigger to change my thinking patterns.

It was rather like doing oneof those puzzles with the sliding bits and one space free.

( before, after and notes )

Now I must forcibly make myself relax for a while before venturing out to the supermarket.

random song meme borrowed from morag_windstar

Have I spammed your friend's lists enough today?

( sparing you the pain )