This happened last night, told in the medium of text message.
[23:48, 24/03/2020] Kévin: I just had a hilarious momentFML
[23:49, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Getting out of bed for a pee, halfway down I managed to knock over a pint glass, thing rolls on the floor and smashes, I try not to step in the glass, which of course means I fall into it repeatedly, screaming
[23:50, 24/03/2020] Kévin: While all this is kicking off, I’m spraying an ungodly amount of blood from a small little cut all over my floor
[23:50, 24/03/2020] Kévin: I give up
[23:50, 24/03/2020] Kévin: I stand in the glass cos there ain’t anything else to stand in at this point
[23:51, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Grab the brush, bleed everywhere, try and get this shit sorted before Kaja comes flying into the kitchen, because she will of course, and there will be more blood and screaming
[23:52, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Meanwhile, the reason I came down is because I needed to pee, so here I am about to piss my self, covering the floor in more blood
[23:52, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Sweeping up
[23:53, 24/03/2020] Kévin: And my nose is running too, so blood everywhere, going to burst a seal at any moment, nose dripping in
[23:53, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Sweeping while of course stepping on more glass, bleeding more, making this problem a fucking horror show
[23:54, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Finally get all the pieces I can find, check my foot, and in the process nick myself on a ninja splinter in my food, now bleeding from my hand, considering to just piss myself and call it a night
[23:55, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Eventually, it’s all swept up, now I’m using wet wipes to clear a murder scene, still wishing I took the opportunity to wet myself, when I waddle to the toilet, do my business, figure OK we done now
[23:56, 24/03/2020] Kévin: To find Kaja blast through the windows cos now she’s having an argument with a fucking leaf and is rilled up by the fact she can smell blood, metaphorically and figuratively
[23:57, 24/03/2020] Kévin: I was à good 3 minutes away from being very asleep before all of this
[23:58, 24/03/2020] Kévin: Now, now I am going to stare at the ceiling while the angry one tries to kill whatever she thinks just exploded in the flat
Many moons ago I created an account on vk.com, it basically just got shit from my Livejournal posted on to the wall for an eternity. Until February when somebody hacked it (somehow), I only found out when LiveJournal told me that it wasn’t cross posting.
I went on and sure enough there are a bunch of people I don’t know and a garbage photo in my Album. It kind of explains all the Instagram password resets I was getting around the same time.
I’m sure there are a bunch more old accounts that had been hit, thanks to using the same password in the past and a shit tonne of hacks from places like Dropbox, Bitly, and tumblr. Good work assholes.Clint Patterson
In France we are now kept inside our homes and only let out for specific reasons, obviously this is for the greater good.
But when you can’t go do a thing you realise that being at home is quite boring. Don’t get me wrong, after a long week hiding for an entire Saturday is pretty exhilarating, but being at home for what will be a week as of tomorrow night is rather boring.
For a while I had work to keep me occupied all day, but now our hours have been temporarily reduced, so filling my time with activities, is well, trying. In fact, my cat now hates me for existing in her space.
But it also means I can do other things I really should have been doing for some time now, like working on my BBS, expanding my web presence,
buying a shit tonne of domains, and doing up my gopherhole.
So far, I updated a single page on gopher.is, so we there, in the grove.
I generally use content all over the place, because I’m not enough of a content generator to be able to get my shit together and write different things around.
And before you ask, I considered creating the webpage using phlog.gopher.is but I decided to keep that domain off of the old HTTP and it seems I have standards. I picked my BBS.ec domain, because in a weird sort of way Gopher has always been linked to my BBS.
A small update is needed, that new years resolution of writing more has certainly not happened it seems.
Anyways, this week I’ve been back in Barcelona after a short break (read : being stuck in Paris) and here I am, enjoying a rather fine « winter » in Catalunya.
LiveJournal likes to remind me how long I’ve been around, if you’re reading this on my LiveJournal then you’ll have seen this twice. Sorry not sorry.
I’m moving in to the world of micro.blog since I’ve got the Twatter and the Mastodon on the go. It seems reasonable to also be able to hold on to my own content (see that time I did it with LiveJournal by accident), albeit third-party hosted.
All one can do is wait for the cert to be issued and my long-time domain will be doing something on it’s own again (I recently had it repointed to ec.je cos I ran out of ideas).
One of my favourite past times is doing updates and breaking shit. If anything it is the pinnacle of running any web app. Why wait for a h4x0r to take you down, when you can DIY.
BBS.yt is an installation of Chevereto that runs on DreamHost, since my one of my cloud storage spaces is DreamObjects, and Chevereto happily will use that to dump my pix in without any issues. Which is great since it’s better than dumping pix on Google.
A couple days ago I get a notification that Chevereto is needing an update, not a problem, click a link and let it do its thing. Except this time, dumb ass did it on his phone.
This is a bad idea since it timed out and spanked everything to a white screen hell. Not my best moment, but there you go, it happened. It took me another couple days to remember I shagged it completely and trying to figure out how to undo the mess I made.
Which is precisely what happened today, thankfully it was a success and now BBS.yt lives for another day.
As you can probably tell from the absolute boringness of this particular post, I’m aiming to do more journal writing (hem blogging) this year
to improve my SEO Influencer rating to be less boring.