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Day Twenty Eight: Tiggywinkle’s

Saturday, September 26th, 2009

My mom got pissed because I was slow this morning and we only made it to the train with two minutes to spare. Whatever, we made it to Haddenham where the Tiggywinkle Animal Hospital is located. After finding her some decent coffee we walked from one end of the village to the other. The train apparently arrived after the village as it is at the periphery as opposed through or near the center. There were a number of attractive girls about my age volunteering at Tiggywinkles and one of them was kind enough to dig a hedgehog out it’s hay nest.

The Hedgehog is cute too.

The Hedgehog is cute too.

There were also a lot of birds, mostly ducks, some tortoises and at least one rabbit. There were supposed to be a large number of badger, badger, badger, badgers, but they must have all been asleep as were the foxes. Afterward, we got lunch at an uninviting chips shop and took the train home. Mission successful .

Day Fifteen: Dumb Luck

Sunday, September 13th, 2009

We had lunch at the club with the English relatives again. Lunch was meh. Afterward we drove forever to get to their house. It apparently took forever because of a football (soccer, duh) match, various road work and diversions (look! a unicorn), and the buying of a book of notes on another book. On the way we passed a bunch of idiots posing in the middle of the crossing at Abbey Road. When we finally got there we re-met my…second cousin once removed? My father’s cousin’s daughter. She’s now thirteen, slightly older than I was the last time I was here. She had the pre-requisite amount of makeup for a thirteen year old. After chatting for a bit my (I’m going to just call him my uncle) uncle got down to business, that being his website. Apparently he had some Indian guy working for him, making a website, working on fancying up his PowerPoint presentations, and something else. My uncle felt he wasn’t getting what he was paying for and made it known. In response the guy up and quit leaving his website leaning to the left and generally broken. It is his hope that I can fix this. After retrieving and changing the passwords for the control panel and the FTP account. We talked about what he wants. Nothing too fancy, but professional. I think that I can do that…I hope. I never tried to sell my coding services because I didn’t feel they were up to snuff and people would get upset and call it shit…like what happened to this Indian guy, but his really wasn’t all that great, hopefully I can do better. We then took the tube home and decided to give the fireworks down at the Thames the finger. Over the course of the day I had been rebuilding my N810 internet tablet as the backup I had used had stuff I didn’t want and some junk files that messed up Bluetooth syncing. By the time we got home, I had most of the applications that I wanted installed. I then tried one last ditch attempt to get my tablet to show up as a networked computer on Windows. By chance I found a number of installs claiming to be Samba, a Unix network filesystem that I had heard people throwing around when I first tried this. After a bunch of fooling and googling around I found info telling me what I should do to get it to work. Meanwhile my tablet had showed up in the network browser, only it wouldn’t let me open the folders as the root user so I had to figure out how to add a user. It worked. I was happy. Then I tried deleting a file. Copying a file. I didn’t have the permissions to do it. I think googled everything I could think of to give my new user read/write/execute rights. Nothing seemed to work. I thought I’d reboot it and try logging in as root again. When it came back up it was still using the same user “eriq,” damn. Oh wait, it just let me delete a file. Apparently restarting did something. And now it works. I have two wireless drives that I can easily move stuff to and from–so much easier than the USB cable or taking the Micro SD card out of the Mini SD card adapter out of the hard to get at slot on the tablet and putting it into the Micro to SD card adapter and into the reader on my computer. Wireless is awesome.

P.S. (Access N810 over network with samba server) If that sentence there brought you here looking for a way to get that working, leave a comment.

Day Twelve: Mission Successful

Thursday, September 10th, 2009

I woke up at eight or something and figure I should get up. My mom wanted to take me to the larger super market she found. Guess what, I didn’t. When I finally got up and finished my shower. My dad’s colleague had come over and they decided to try the food at a pub around the corner. I got a Chicken BLT…without the LT. It was ok, the potato wedges were better. The fudge cake was so so. Next we walked over to Waitrose which reminded me of the Tesco back in Lewis with it’s little cafe on the side, but wasn’t quite as big. I found a cheap bottle of sparkling water and a five pack of Cadbury’s Curly Wirly’s. I later ate them all on one sitting. When we got back my dad told us that he had found a guy at  Spitalfields flea market selling fur hats with Soviet insignia. I had wanted to change into my shorts and cool down after the walk back lugging heavy bags, but I wanted that hat. In short, it was exactly what I wanted: sturdy construction that will let me wear it when it gets cold and a red and gold star insignia. Twenty pounds, maybe a bit expensive, but it’s a sweet hat (Trung pointed out that Fran has the same one, oh well). Then my parents left to go see a play and I suggested to Trung (who was up surprisingly early) that we the Half-Life Two mod Synergy. Unfortunately his computer’s IP keeps changing which means he has to forward the port each time. I tried to fix this, but forgot about the DNS server the first time so he logged off due to loss of internet, goo thing he has a laptop. We eventually got it working and finished the map we had been playing. It had a rather unimpressive ending. We didn’t know what other maps we could play so we gave up and went to TFTwo. At first it was a bit slow. Then it picked up and I got seventeen points in one life as a spy; a new record.  We didn’t do too bad, but out team lost that game. The next game was very different. Trung recently stopped caring about team stacking (known good players banding together on the same team and dominating) seeing as people have started to follow us onto teams. We were happily slaughtering the other team when one of them decided to complain. He said that a number of us (including the “SED fags”) always teamstacked. Now, this obviously is a little offensive. So we asked him why he thought that. He didn’t make a very compelling argument as we told him that, in fact, we don’t always stack, sometimes Trung likes to play on the weaker team for a challenge, so we kept dominating them. He told us to grow some balls and play on a weaker team for once (it was clear he wasn’t listening). When the next game started, I randomly chose a team. Two of the leaders from the last game were on the other team and we had me and Trung. The complainer didn’t join a team and left after a short while. Later on while playing someone tried to votekick the clan (at this point out fourth member had joined the game), when I asked why he didn’t respond immediately, but apparently he said he didn’t know this server was for clan practice, which as Trung told me is meaningless because we aren’t a scrimmage team and additionally it was one of the Lotus Clan servers. Either way, he didn’t get any support in kicking us. It’s nice to be hated, it means they fear you. I can’t wait until Emma starts playing and we have four member of Silent Earth Dirigible playing at the same time.

In Soviet Russia, hat wears you!

In Soviet Russia, hat wears you!

Day Seven: Week One

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

I had yet another one of those days where I didn’t really do anything. I still don’t have a clue what the fuck I’m doing; period. The internet is still wonky and we don’t have a desk or printer, but my dad’s colleague did print out that application for me which I promptly didn’t fill out. Now I need to go to sleep because I need to get up early tomorrow morning to procure for myself a Russian hat. The fur kind. The kind with the hammer and sickle. Yes, that kind. Fuck yes.

Randall Munroe at Google

Saturday, June 7th, 2008

So this morning I didn’t want to go to bed and was stubling along and came upon on of the best stumble i’ve had since I installed the plugin. They even recorded the talk he gave for posterity. If you are a fan of xkcd I highly recommned that you watch the video. Go here now!

Sweet Jesus!!!!

Thursday, June 5th, 2008

So, yeah, schools over…and I’m now a senior…FUCK YES!!!

Lost Season 4 Finale *Spoilers*

Friday, May 30th, 2008

Holy crap! That was awesome. Ok actually, I don’t really feel like talking about it all that much, but I totally called the Island anchor, Keemi obviously wasn’t dead because th boat would have gone up, and Jin went boom. Also, in the last scene, I first said that it was going to be Ben, and that ha might be all “hello Jack” (which he was incidentally), then I thought it might be empty, but then after what Ben says to Jack I realised that it was Lock. Harlan and I went over to Alex’s house to watch it, so we were discussing it the whole way through, bouncing ideas during the show is more fun than the next day at school.

Plus, I have no schoo, today because finals started and I have no finals 1st or 2nd period…SCEE-ORE!

More Cubes

Thursday, May 29th, 2008

I got bored with my old wallpaper, so I rendered a new one.

Boom?

Indiana Jones and the…screw it

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

The new Indiana Jones with an unbelievabley long title came out today; I wore my hat and whip to celebrate. Lots of people were busy today (damn them and their schedules), but I got Alex and Harlan to go with me. Ignore all those bad reviews you’ve read. The new Indy movie is pretty kick-ass. I’d say the writing it better than that of the first 3 even though the plot is much, much stranger. Although, I’m ashamed to say, it did not kick as much ass as Iron Man.

Prom

Saturday, May 17th, 2008

You know what the advantage of going to a dance with a date is? You never find yourself alone on the edge of the larger mass of people…you find yourself with your date on the edge of the larger mass of people, which is perfectly fine. Ignoring the fact that Bailey drove herself and got hopelessly lost on the way, it ended up being really fun. Although, thinking aobut it makes me more sure that my life is in fact the Truman Show, standing alone waiting for my date just seems like such a cliche, but she didn’t stand me up so, not quite. I’m just paranoid that’s all.