Shattered, again. Another weekend spent fiddling with computers. People mock me when I complain about this, and to an extent, it’s true – I like to do it. But, and this is the important bit – it feels like work. It isn’t relaxing, it’s tiring, and sometimes stressful. It isn’t how I want to spend my evenings and weekends. Friday night, I’ll reap the benefits of for some time to come, so that’s fine. And Fin’s computer needed fixing. But I hope to god that I’m done now. Next weekend, I’m doing nothing. I may not even check my email.