$ uname -a
geeky dramatic pause

So, james thinks I’m a dork for not knowing what my email password is (I used a random password generator). I told him that the less people that know it, the more secure, and if I knew what it was, that would be 1, which is like, infinitely less secure than 0.

I’m pinging and sshing through the vpn link now. SMB isn’t happy yet, but still… Woohoo!

…

Yaaaaaaawn!

2 P.M.

    Noticed first detectable sign that my motor skills are deteriorating. Attempted to tie a bowline around a watermelon and hang it from the ceiling light. The knot slipped and the melon impaled itself on the bedpost. Am pleased to note, however, that there is no reduction in my mental capacity

From.the autobiography of Dale Cooper (of Twin Peaks fame).

So, I hit a link on Wired this morning, but it was broken and the 404 had a link to their contact page… Which did this when I tried to submit…

My sleep schedule has been growing gradually more and more out of whack. Waking up during the noon hour is not gonna do me a lot of good when it comes time to start a full time job. So, yesterday I decided I’d just stay up and crash out at a reasonable hour… The staying up part worked.

10pm rolled around and I hit the sack, but my mind was wandering to my neverending list of projects and I realized that I just felt generally gross, having been wearing the same clothes for three days straight… So, I decided to hit the shower and hey, WTF, I might as well just STAY UP ALL NIGHT… AGAIN!

Last night’s wee-hours project was OpenVPN, but I’m having some trouble with routing or something… The tunnel opens, and I get the IP assigned by the server, but traffic just doesn’t want to flow. I have decided not to touch anything with a # prompt until I’ve gotten a solid 8 hours, though, so that is on hold.

Its a pretty cool project, though. Here’s the concept… As I have upgraded my main computer, I’ve kept the “obsolete” hardware around and turned it into *nix boxen. With not a lot of room to myself, this meant I had a couple systems in my closet running 24/7. This made my room hot (especially the closet they were in) and noisy and I was just sick of it.

So, when wandering through office depot the other day, I came across a popular 802.11g access point and PCI card and I snagged ’em.

… hmm… the sky outside my window is growing increasingly bright as I write this…

[pause while I get some more diet coke and some cold pizza]

really geeky stuff

OK!

Well, it took 24 hours, and a bit of digging around in other people’s code, but at the end there I did manage to get a client to sorta do what I wanted it to do, as long as I didn’t let it format anything, just handle the uploads.

I am now moved into my livejournal site and will be posting here from now on.

ljclive works all right, but doesn’t properly do the backdating. It sets the date, but it doesn’t actually tell livejournal that its backdated, so even though the message is 5 years old, it shows up in the recent messages page… It also doesn’t let you post out of order.

I finally got backdating working with jlj by having it create a message in the queue, then using that as a template. I scripted something to pull posts from my journal and write them into the queue, then flushed jlj and voila!

jlj doesn’t really work with custom friend groups, though, so that I had to do by hand… but there were only 30 of those.

As a windows client, though, I do like Semagic. It just doesn’t work for the massive posting and editing that I needed to do.

Major progress on my wireless side network project. Unfortunately, it seems that Shiva has given up the ghost, and refuses to recognize either its hard drive or cdrom. For the last year or two, it would periodically not find them on boot, but a good kicking usually took care of that… This time, I don’t think its gonna work. … Well, we’ll see what we can do. I’m hoping to at least get it to recognize the cdrom.

Hmmmm… actually…… ….

Off to vegas tomorrow with a friend. She’s going to a bridal shower at the Paris and I’ve been invited along to keep her awake and alive on the evening drive out. Free room in Vegas? Surrounded by women? How can I say no?

Lost as Zork… has spoilers from the first season finale.