Wondrous Apparitions, Provided by Magicians.

The King Cake failed utterly yesterday. The dough, for some reason, refused to rise. Perhaps the yeast was no good, or the house was too cold, or something. I have no idea, really. So the experiment was summarily pitched, and will not be repeated. It wouldn't rise when I wanted it to, and now I have cake performance anxiety. Sunday was sort of like that, in the lack of mojo department.
:-/

Other than that, there were four things worth journaling about this weekend, those being a visit to the synagogue on Friday, a dream of supervillainy on Saturday morning, the Nine Inch Nails show Saturday night, and starwyse's party following the show. And, in the manner of chronarchy, I'll tell you about those later.

So I've finally got triadruid's computer mostly operational. And mine's been having some random freeze-up-and-die moments, so I turn my attention there. It boots fine, all little diagnostic thingies show happiness, and yet, if it's on for any length of time, freeze-and-die. So I think, surely, this is a heat problem. And lo, I consult the oracle, and we are indeed, running veryvery hot. So I open the case and investigate, and lo, there is enough cat hair inside the case to make a whole new cat, and there practically is a kitten inside the heatsink. So I clean it all out, plug it back in, reboot, and suddenly, everything is great! I am very happy for the moment, and all is well with the world.

BUT THEN.

I put the side of the case back on. That's it. All is well with the world and I put the case back together.

AND SUDDENLY.

Blue screen of Death. Hardware malfunction, call your hardware vendor. What the hell? So I take the case back apart, turn it off, see if I've jostled anything. Everything seems to be in place and connected. I put it back together, plug it back in, turn it on. No POST. Turn it back off, wait five minutes, turn it back on. POSTy, but it's now reading all of my components completely wrong, and refuses to boot. Nothing I have done has made any difference to this situation.

So now, I inexplicably have no computer. What the fuck?

So then I am VERY VERY ANGRY. I have to leave the house. I go for a walk, wondering why all relevant skills have abandoned me this week. At some point, I encounter a house with extremely blinky and obnoxious christmas lights. I pause in my wandering to observe the horror of it all. AND THEN. The lights go out. All of them, at the same time. I'm just standing in the street, and I'm killing christmas lights.

So I think that maybe it's better if I don't touch anything with electrical components for a while. Every time I do, lately, it seems to go to some sort of baroque and unlikely shit.

On the other hand though, sannion posted a link to this entry about boys kissing, which is starting to improve my outlook on life a bit. Not that I'm feeling like any less of a cancerous mass, but it does distract one from one's utter and complete uselessness.