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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Sunday 11 April 2004 (Day View)
11.04.2004 – Sunday 11 April – Easter
- • The vet phoned to say Charlie had taken a turn for the worse, and they’d had to revive him. Amanda and Sonder rushed off to see him, while Kell phoned me – we were still planning to go around to her parent’s house for an Easter Egg Hunt. Charlie, however, had taken another turn for the worse, and it was decided not to revive him. He was 14 years old, and had had a full life. Jim and Kell came over, and we dug a hole down by the bananas in Amanda’s backyard. Fortunately for us, the soil was sandy, loamy, and easy to dig, and after Amanda and Sonder arrived back with Charlie, he was laid to rest there.
After the burial, we made our way to Sonder’s, where we had breakfast followed by an Easter Egg Hunt.
- • Jim dropped me at Roma Street Station, and, after a veggie burger for lunch, I headed train-wise homeward.
- • I’m back home again, very tired and avoiding bright lights.
- • The music I was listening to just slowed to a jerking halt, and I remembered I’d left one of the computer’s fans turned off. My secondary monitor is covered in weird tyre tracks in pretty colours and white speckles. I’ve turned the fan on now, and hope it fixes up. The PC is responsive again. The monitor isn’t coming back – I’m going to suspend and let it cool down.
Gah, the phone rang and unsuspended the computer, and now it’s hung when I went to resuspend it. I guess I should just buy a new, or somehow fix the existing, fan on the secondary graphics card and save myself all these problems. I think I’ll go have a lie-down.
- • After sleeping a few hours, and then fitfully dozing for a while listening to people downstairs, I finally decided to get up and see what was going on. Joe, his sister Lizz, Amy, Tonya, and (I presume) a friend of Tonya’s are down there watching movies.
- • It’s cold enough for me to put my jumper on – the second time this season!
- • Brrr, I’ve got my woolly socks on now too, and a tomato pasta broth sort of thing boiling up on the stove.