December 2nd, 2008
rediscoveries
I have been trawling through the mud that is my website. It's accumulated many layers over the years. Even I don't know anymore what's in some directories. I decided I should find out.
And found this.
It wasn't even in a hidden directory! Anybody could have wandered in. Must password-protect. Or move out of /public_html/ anyway. How embarrassing.
(The quote is from a story I wrote years ago. It... it wasn't terrible, but it was remarkably derivative and more than a little high-strung.)
And found this.
She could still taste the cream.That's going to ring a bell with a few people. They know exactly why my face is very, very warm right now. Oh my.
It wasn't even in a hidden directory! Anybody could have wandered in. Must password-protect. Or move out of /public_html/ anyway. How embarrassing.
(The quote is from a story I wrote years ago. It... it wasn't terrible, but it was remarkably derivative and more than a little high-strung.)
Currently reading: dreck
Currently feeling: embarrassed
November 29th, 2008
upgrade hell
I want to shut down my computer and leave it off for a week.
It won't happen, of course. It's just a passing fancy.
I had figured, hey, holiday weekend (here in the US), plenty of time to kill at the computer. Idea: Upgrade my forum!
Yeah, bloody brilliant. I got started in early afternoon. As I type this, it's not two hours till midnight. I am still picking error messages out of my metaphorical teeth. My error list has gone from three lingering lines to — actually, I don't want to know how long it is now. Mommy.
Ah, well, the forum wanted upgrading for security reasons, and it's done now. If Bloglines would just follow the sodding redirect for the feeds, everything might be where it's supposed to be. Finally. Oi.
...
Scratch that. I am now typing this with less than a half-hour till midnight. Posting anything to the forum had caused it to drag its heels. (I like to think my webserver wears patent leather pumps. It is a fabulous server, you see.) I Googled up some likely causes, narrowed my list down to one, and wrestled with a PHP class until I finally found the correct spot to slip my Googled-up fix. Presto. Faster posting.
I wanna watch a movie now. No searching, no typing, no copying or pasting. Completely passive. Completely not my fault if something goes wrong.
Of course, the movie I most want to see is one I bought the other day. The disc doesn't work at all in any of the three DVD players I tried.
Maybe I should stick to things I'm able to debug. At least they're fixable.
It won't happen, of course. It's just a passing fancy.
I had figured, hey, holiday weekend (here in the US), plenty of time to kill at the computer. Idea: Upgrade my forum!
Yeah, bloody brilliant. I got started in early afternoon. As I type this, it's not two hours till midnight. I am still picking error messages out of my metaphorical teeth. My error list has gone from three lingering lines to — actually, I don't want to know how long it is now. Mommy.
Ah, well, the forum wanted upgrading for security reasons, and it's done now. If Bloglines would just follow the sodding redirect for the feeds, everything might be where it's supposed to be. Finally. Oi.
...
Scratch that. I am now typing this with less than a half-hour till midnight. Posting anything to the forum had caused it to drag its heels. (I like to think my webserver wears patent leather pumps. It is a fabulous server, you see.) I Googled up some likely causes, narrowed my list down to one, and wrestled with a PHP class until I finally found the correct spot to slip my Googled-up fix. Presto. Faster posting.
I wanna watch a movie now. No searching, no typing, no copying or pasting. Completely passive. Completely not my fault if something goes wrong.
Of course, the movie I most want to see is one I bought the other day. The disc doesn't work at all in any of the three DVD players I tried.
Maybe I should stick to things I'm able to debug. At least they're fixable.
Currently listening to: Christmas classics
Currently reading: >.<
Currently watching: >P
Currently feeling: tired
November 20th, 2008
Icon Fail 2: Electric Bugaloo
I am currently the #1 Google result for
Life, it has its ups and its downs.
icon fail. After making that post, I found just the sort of icon I was looking for — too late for it to matter.Life, it has its ups and its downs.
Currently feeling: amused
