Month: September 2005

redknob.net

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Well, I sort of set up redknob.net a bit better. Courtesy of Drupal. There’s really no point trying to make a website from scratch these days, unless it has some uber special personalised requirements. I don’t.

Managing it is taking a little getting used to. The way it handles content was a little confusing at first but I think I’ve basically gotten the hang of it.

I kind of like the basic white theme that I’m running on it, even though it’s virtually an unedited stock/default theme that comes with the installation. Simplicity and minimalism are certainly a turn-on for me.

I’m actually writing this entry just to see if I have the crontab working properly (a script to update aggregated content). If I did it right, I shouldn’t have to do anything for this entry to appear on my LiveJournal syndication.

I’m going up to Newcastle on Sunday afternoon to visit my uncle (although he’s technically my cousin), Grant. He’s been living at the shack for a little while now and wanted me to come up and visit him. He wants to have a bit of a man-to-man I think after everything that’s happened. I’m actually looking forward to it. It’ll be nice to talk to someone older who’s not one of my parents about things for a while.

My part of the RailCorp project has pretty much ground to a halt over the last week. I have trouble getting motivated to do any work in general, let alone after having a depressing week. I really should be doing something on it now instead of fucking around with a new website, but it’s still hard to concentrate on anything too important. Maybe I’ll take a swipe at it on Saturday night. I was planning on trying to do a little bit on Sunday morning before I left, too. Knowing me, I probably wont.

I just can’t wait for this year to be over. I’m a little scared but still curious as to both what the world has in store for me and what I have in store for the world, now that I’m basically going to be set loose from everything.

To refer to the RPG analogy: I’m not going to be questing. I’m just filling out the map.

Ding.

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[13:36:44] <@dot|redknob> man
[13:37:01] <@dot|redknob> my life is going to be as frustrating as a fucking rpg now
[13:37:09] <@dot|redknob> an open ended rpg
[13:37:23] <@dot|loknlowd> emo
[13:37:25] <@dot|loknlowd> ;o
[13:37:26] <@dot|redknob> nah
[13:37:29] <@dot|redknob> scared :o
[13:37:36] <@dot|loknlowd> !!
[13:37:37] <@dot|redknob> we all know how i never get through open rpgs
[13:37:41] <%bubs> ./install u7
[13:37:44] <@dot|loknlowd> lol
[13:37:52] <@dot|redknob> and in the next few weeks i’m going to have total freedom to do what i want
[13:37:58] <@dot|redknob> no ties at all
[13:38:01] <@dot|redknob> no uni
[13:38:02] <@dot|redknob> no gf
[13:38:09] <@dot|redknob> free to leave the country
[13:38:12] <@dot|redknob> money to spend
[13:38:35] <@dot|redknob> i guess i’ll just go wandering
[13:38:40] <@dot|redknob> see where i end up
[13:38:49] <@dot|redknob> fortunately i don’t know how to pick locks
[13:38:52] <@dot|redknob> or i’d never get anywhere

Arghhhhh.

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This is killing me. I probably shouldn’t be writing this in a public entry but I’m going insane not being able to talk to Lou. She can probably see this anyway. Hi there.

Some stuff she’s said has made me confused and I’m not sure if it’s just because if I’m too stubborn or it just wont sink in or what. I need to talk but she wont yet.

It’s seriously fucking me up. I don’t want to be harassing her though. Arghhhhhh.

I’m in one of those shitty limbo states at the moment and as usual have no control over it whatsoever.

Shopped.

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Does my face look like it got photoshopped on to my own head in this?

On another note, I finally bought some of my own webhosting on PowWeb. Now redknob.net has a real home.

It’s not much to look at, but hopefully it will be.

I’ll admit it, I’m only doing it so I can become a billionaire from Google AdSense.

In regards to breaking up with Lou: I’m feeling better. After thinking about some of the things she’s said to me over the last few days I can see what she was talking about and why she wanted to break up… So, yeah. My understanding is increasing.

Wow.

That's all folks.

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Well, there goes my 1-word-title convention. I thought I needed something to mark the occasion.

Lou and I just broke up this afternoon. It was amicable.

I’m disappointed at the result but I’m glad there’s been closure.

Thanks for the memories, .

:(

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I just got a phone call on a horrible line from London. Lou’s not back until Friday morning now. I’m depressed.

This is already probably my busiest week of semester just for uni and now Lou’s coming back at the busiest end of the week (instead of the beginning, where I’ll have more time). I’m not sure if I’ll even have time to see her until Sunday. How fucking annoying.

Gossip.

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Suicide Girls is owned by a right winger who treats women like shit.

I’ve never been all that in to Suicide Girls, so this makes me feel more justified.

On other fronts: my project is moving slowly. So am I. It’s going to be taking a huge dump on top of my face in the next few weeks and I’m sure I’ll be grinding away for hours on end at something fascinating, like required outputs from a test file parser.

I must also get to work on performing a financial analysis on a fictional business for my “management accounting concepts” course by this time next week. Hurrah for stimulation.

I wish I wasn’t so lazy, but then, if I wasn’t lazy I wouldn’t be me. Whether to take that as a positive or not is up to you.

Last Sunday I played my first game of actionball. It’s basically netball but with some additions from indoor soccer, namely the fact that you can bounce the ball off the fencing around the court and use the fencing behind the ring to shoot “off the backboard”, as it were. There’s only 5 a side, too, I believe.

It was quite fun. It’s very fast paced (for someone who is as unfit as I am) and fortunately I only had to play for half the game, in rotating quarters. We even won, which was nice. This whole week my leg and arse muscles have been killing me and I can barely lift my legs up to move. It’s that “good pain” that people talk about. I’ve felt it before, many times over the years, as each sporting season begins. It’s never good. Why do people persist with the lies? Tell me.

A nice man from RailCorp is coming to my flat today to put more hardware in the server that I “acquired” from their offices. This should be interesting. I think I’ll have to sweep the floors a bit and wipe up all the fucking milk drop stains that Scott likes to leave on the wooden kitchen floor.

Oh yeah, Benecke and Byrne dropped by on Saturday for a quiet one. We watched Tromeo and Juliet whilst downing a couple of KBs. The next day, Benecke didn’t have his phone on and had stayed at his girlfriend’s place overnight. His mum got quite worried when he hadn’t come home or called to say where he was and started a phone call spree that resulted in me telling the truth as I saw it occur the night before versus Byrne lying about what happened trying to cover for Benecke as he assumed his mum didn’t know he’d had a girlfriend for 3 months and had been sleeping there on numerous occasions.

In the end it was all sorted out and I get the impression Benecke lost his balls to his mother’s fury. I think his upcoming 12 month expedition to France will only become more welcome in his own eyes after that.

I’m visiting my old mate Harris this Thursday night. He’s said he’ll cook a steak for me. The offer of a home-cooked dinner from some guy I went to school with and haven’t seen in years is both welcoming and a little odd. I suppose I can’t really comment on anyone seeming odd, though. It just sounds funny to get a call from a guy you’ve almost lost contact with and he says “come over to my place on Thursday night and I’ll give you some hot steak”. Undoubtedly, I’ll be there.

Mum has declared that she is coming here this Saturday with dad to “spring clean” the apartment. While I welcome the offer of free and thorough house cleaning, it’s going to be a little bit weird that she’ll be cleaning out everything in the place that I’ve lived in for nearly a year now while I’m at work. Never mind. It’ll be shiny!

Lou returns on Tuesday morning. I’ll have to make sure I have a somewhat early night on Monday so that I’m able to wake up and get to the airport to pick her up at the ungodly hour of 7:50am. Now that her return is imminent, it feels like it’s taking forever. Admittedly, the last 4-and-a-bit months felt as though they have progressed quickly, so maybe it’s just time evening itself out.

Next Saturday is a big day on many calendars. Partly due to the majority of female parents who become up the duff during Christmas and New Year. About 4 people I can think of off the top of my head are having birthday parties and another guy is coming back to Australia after spending a year and a half abroad. Good old ringo. I think he’ll be in for a surprise when he sees the current state of the gaming scene. Nonetheless, things should get a bit more interesting now that he’s back.

Fark. My feet hurt, too.

Crushed.

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Drunk woman dies in cemetery accident.

BRUSSELS (Reuters) – An inebriated Belgian woman died in a freak accident when she ended up beneath a heavy grave stone at a cemetery, local news agency Belga said Wednesday.

The 33-year-old was on her way home from a bar in the Belgian town of Pulle in the early hours of Saturday when she took a short cut through the cemetery.

But she urgently needed to relieve herself and crouched down between two gravestones. As she lost her balance, she grabbed one of the stones which gave way and landed on top of her.

The public prosecutor’s office said she died of suffocation as she was unable to lift the heavy stone.

That’s an impressive way to go.