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Monday, October 8th, 2001
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1:37 pm
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Hey, I'm back.
Things went a little bad for a while. I think I'm back to non-extreme levels of emotional fuckwittism now. This can only be a good thing.
Somewhere in the midst of not leaving my room for a stupidly long time, I managed to get some hacking done. PGP::FindKey's now released on the CPAN; there's a page for it at search.cpan.org here. If anyone feels like playing with it and telling me how awful it is, that'd be great.
There's some other stuff I wanted to post on here once things got a little better, but I'm too drained at the moment. I will do eventually, I'm sure.
current mood:  thoughtful
current music: Tapping the Vein - Crushing
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| Tuesday, October 2nd, 2001
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7:44 pm
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i was dreaming, and you said
how does your heart beat, love, and
why do you breathe? and i laughed
and said
nobody knows when love begins
only when
it ends.
</bad_poetry>
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1:18 am
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Yet Another Weird Day.
I got talking to a guy in the Computation department at UMIST; we're the most prevalent posters on the department web-board, and we e-mailed each other about some perl. Turns out that he:- took English, Psych and Computing - as I did - as his subjects for A-levels. (which is a fairly weird combination, especially for someone in this department)
- is another UNIX freak
- plays guitar
- plays piano
- plays chess
- knows lots of people I know
- used to date Kat. (!!!!)
I'm completely weirded out, by.. how unoriginal I am, for one. I didn't think I was an instance of a random "will take $subjects, will learn $instruments, will date $girls" class. I think I'm more weirded out by Kat not mentioning this before, though she broke contact with the guy; the similarities must have been obvious. And I feel.. yes. I feel hurt that she was drawn to random attributes rather than Who I Am, as I guess must have been the case. Hell, maybe she liked me simply because I reminded her of the guy.
And I should probably go to bed.
But I do appear to have a new friend. And I'm going to bring a chess set into the department tomorrow, and fight a game that's going to seem entirely pre-determined and like pitting two AI bots against each other.
current mood:  numb
current music: Stereophonics - A Thousand Times
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| Sunday, September 30th, 2001
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12:23 am
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Crypt::OpenPGP::FindKey would appear to be finished. :-)
It takes an e-mail address and returns a GPG keyid, ready to be passed to --recv-keys or imported directly with Crypt::OpenPGP itself.
It's the first module I'm actually uploading and polluting someone else's namespace with, so I'd really appreciate pedantic style and structure comments, and even POD changes. I haven't written any tests yet, but I'll probably post to { c.l.p.modules,modules@perl.org } when I do.
The module's at http://printf.net/FindKey.pm, and there's a sample calling script in the POD. Please have a look if you get a second.
:feels productive for the first time in ages. And yes, Ed, it's more than one line. :-)
current mood:  relaxed
current music: Crowded House - Not The Girl You Think You Are.
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| Saturday, September 29th, 2001
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1:46 pm
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Konqueror is gorgeous.
Camel got a kernel upgrade to 2.4.10 today. It seems fine, though I got confused - the driver from my net card has changed from 3c575_cb.o to 3c59x_cs.o; 'cause, y'know, that makes sense. Really. :-)
Life otherwise immensely good. lift($weight{$shoulders});
Everyone's out of the house for the weekend - Stu, Ste and Matt have all gone home to their families, and Ceri's off in the Lake District or something. This is probably the biggest house I've ever been alone in, but it's made up for by not having to share the bandwidth. :-)
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| Friday, September 28th, 2001
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1:43 am
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S'been a long day. I have a gang { Matt,rik,Stu,Ed } of geeks watching the new Star Trek series in my room, and I've curled up in a corner to be antisocial and spod.
I've been thinking a lot about default states. When I'm living as I am at the moment - rarely sleeping, working too much, not taking care of myself - I start to wonder whether I'm happy by default, and things like sleep deprivation get in the way of that, or whether I'm miserable by default with things cheering me up sometimes. If I'm unhappy because of something like a lack of sleep, is that still 'real' unhappiness?
And so I ramble. Life is fine. I don't have any real problems, other than that Hazel is decidedly not talking to me, and aiming to wound quite a bit, too. It's the first time in months where there's been more than a week without us talking directly; the only communication that's gone on is subtle sniping through UA. I haven't done any of that, which has me feeling a little vindicated.
I still feel bad about the way things have gone, though, and think it's probably my fault. But these things happen.
current mood: thoughtful
current music: Children of Bodom - Lake Bodom
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| Tuesday, September 25th, 2001
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8:30 pm
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Sigh. Long day.
I went to bed at a vaguely normal time, but Ceri's phone keypad was unlocked and he managed to lean on the right combination of buttons to get it to call my phone at 4am. I couldn't get back to sleep, and stayed up to 8am or so talking to Jill - which was great, and I'm glad it happened, but I only ended up with about four hours of sleep. Did some work through to 5/6pm and crashed, and I've just woken up again.
I wrote some perl to top-post from the command line to UMIST's wwwboard. At the moment the main index page has headers for every message on there, and you need to download a few hundred Kb of HTML just to post something. I added it to the perl page at printf.net.
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| Monday, September 24th, 2001
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2:50 pm
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Martin uploaded a camera pic from when he was over. Focus is bad, but it's here regardless, and is the first picture of my new room, all painted and such. Yaay!
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| Sunday, September 23rd, 2001
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5:27 am
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Ug. Matt and Rik came over. We ordered pizza. Matt announced that all he'd had to eat today was a can of soup and a packet of raw jelly.
Which is /exactly/ what I'd had too.
Same flavour of jelly, though he had Minestrone and I had Ham and Vegetable.
I feel annoyingly unoriginal.
current mood:  weird
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| Saturday, September 22nd, 2001
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2:36 pm
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I finally wrote myself a perl page for printf.net. These are things you get up to when you haven't got out of bed in forty hours..
Had a wonderful five-hour chat with an amazingly wise gal last night, too. It's amazing how much just taking part in a normal, Human conversation can cheer you up sometimes.
current music: Feeder - High
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2:18 am
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JV re-posted a UA thread from months ago, back when I was in my haiku stage. It cheered me up.
Post: Thoric: Ode to Caps Lock:
On your own; nothing | But you change the other keys | A God-Key, really.
Replied to by Kat:
Evil Windows Key | You make my spacebar shorter | I don't use you much.
Replied to by Homicide:
where would we be if | page up were not here to see? | always at the end
Replied to by Kat:
Unless you use the | ever useful "up" cursor | press for a long time.
Inane-ness would appear to be the meaning of life.
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12:32 am
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The worst kind of nightmares are the ones that are truly beautful; innately well-designed, circular, self-referential, and seemingly crafted specifically to mess you up as much as possible when you wake up and realise that they weren't true, as if they were objects of a subconscious that really fucking hates you.
Fortunately, today (yes, my sleeping patterns are fucked) I didn't have one of those. Today's nightmare was a little more poetic. It ended in a field, with two pieces of paper in little transparent glass cylinders.. one of them contained a perl operation (yes, I know) that had to be performed on the other one for it to make sense. The pieces of paper were both dead, though, and they wanted to be remembered as things that needed each other.
I need to stop hacking Crypt::OpenPGP.
current music: Rob D - Clubbed to Death
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| Wednesday, September 19th, 2001
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1:22 am
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I should write a choric-FAQ.
If anyone has the answer to:Q. "Hey, how come you seem depressed all the time?" I'd appreciate it. Thanks.
current mood: thoughtful
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| Tuesday, September 18th, 2001
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12:37 pm
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I was talking to someone on IRC about living in a geek house, and thought about how most of my friends have made an effort at social diversity - male/female mixes, arts and science students - whereas we're all CS geeks.
One of us runs Windows, does that count?
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3:41 am
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The munitions mirror took a while to get going, but it's fine now. It didn't have an RSS feed, so I wrote a perl script to download and parse the HTML on the news page and generate RSS from it. In true-to-Chris form, it's under 25 lines if you exclude comments and whitespace. :)
The code's here, an example of the RSS is here, and a screenie of Evolution on my laptop parsing the RDF file is here.
However, I wanted to get Crypt::OpenPGP::FindKey finished tonight. Hum.
Last night, I was telling Liz about how my (shy, introverted) housemates are entirely different to her (insanely loud) housemates, and how we'd never just gather in our lounge and drink beer and chat.
Of course, that's exactly what we did tonight. :)
I'm happier. Which is good, because I've been in a /foul/ mood for the last few days. I don't know why. It's too easy to get into recursive negative feedback of not liking myself at the moment. There are too many triggers of bad memories in my life.
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| Monday, September 17th, 2001
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10:21 pm
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Just finished setting up a mirror site. Newly hosted on printf.net is munitions.printf.net, a mirror of munitions.net; think freshmeat for cryptographic software for linux that's stored outside of Places That Don't Like Encryption.
Hopefully, the country most recently a victim of geopolitical instability isn't going to become even more of one of these places anytime soon.
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| Sunday, September 16th, 2001
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3:03 pm
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$person{choric}->break();
current music: Weezer - Suzanne
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| Saturday, September 15th, 2001
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7:15 pm
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Someone switched my patch cable into uplink/crossover mode on the switch downstairs. It was shorting my laptop's PCI->PCMCIA bus. It took me about an hour to work out what was going on. :-)
Last night was really emotionally productive. Staying awake until 5am wasn't; I've been in bed all day today and I think I'm ill. No energy/temperature/sore throat stuff. Bah.
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| Thursday, September 13th, 2001
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8:31 pm
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#livejournal just had a minute's silence in respect of the tragedies in America. It was recommended that channels were set so that no-one could talk, but we thought that defeated the point, and had voluntarily silence instead. Thanks to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) nighthawk for helping to organising it.
It bothers me how pointless a minute's silence is in comparison to what's been going on. But it was still a moment of shared respect and grief, which can't hurt.
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7:49 pm
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It seems that flashman died in NYC - one of the towers collapsed on him while he was trying to help people injured in the crash.
It's funny how it only takes one person who left an insight of their life rather than the mention of ~20,000, but I think I can cry now.
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