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I think the answer to that is an emphatic "Most definately." Although some of them make handy doorstops.
Eventually I'm going to get around to installing FreeBSD or something on my home system. I'm not exactly that much of a guru yet, but I'm working on getting there. Soon I'l have enough hardware to sink a small cruise liner, and then I'll be able to start running dedicated systems on a cable account like I want to.
I want a book titled "Debian for people used to RedHat" and "FreeBSD for people used to Debian" and so on series of books. Without any mention of dummies or idiots in the title. I'm still looking for "Real World 1.2 for the Mentally Unstable."
At the moment I'm just into some really serious scripting as well as trying to make up the impetus in certain companies for a move into a better office. If this job ends soon. Which it probably will. Which in turn will probably involve pulling my huge corner desk out from underneath the stairs.
These flour
Yay for manual labour, I guess. I still think its something for Maltese migrants...
I have no idea where that saying comes from. Possibly my grandmother. :)
This is cool. Somewhere, someone I know has a site up on the now apparently nonexistant lonestar server, which Outlander has told me is actually based in Texas. I'm not sure whether he's being entirely truthful about this, he might be pulling my leg.
Like he usually is when he makes me laugh when I'm drinking my coffee. Heh.
A little "Bumlicky!" goes a long way. Especially towards having to clean up the kitchen.
I wish I wasn't at work now... but *woo* we're going to the movies tonight. I wish the movies had couches though. Just about nothing beats snuggling on a couch.
I want to see The Mexican <- this is a good review if you can stand all of the lyrical waxing about how marvellous Brad Pitt is; which most reviewers seem to find it necessary to do (I guess they must be living in the mistaken belief that we haven't gotten the point yet, or something).
Anyway, back to dealing with my mail, for starters. My shoulder really hurts. I must have slept on it funny.
Eventually I'm going to get around to installing FreeBSD or something on my home system. I'm not exactly that much of a guru yet, but I'm working on getting there. Soon I'l have enough hardware to sink a small cruise liner, and then I'll be able to start running dedicated systems on a cable account like I want to.
I want a book titled "Debian for people used to RedHat" and "FreeBSD for people used to Debian" and so on series of books. Without any mention of dummies or idiots in the title. I'm still looking for "Real World 1.2 for the Mentally Unstable."
At the moment I'm just into some really serious scripting as well as trying to make up the impetus in certain companies for a move into a better office. If this job ends soon. Which it probably will. Which in turn will probably involve pulling my huge corner desk out from underneath the stairs.
These flour
Yay for manual labour, I guess. I still think its something for Maltese migrants...
I have no idea where that saying comes from. Possibly my grandmother. :)
This is cool. Somewhere, someone I know has a site up on the now apparently nonexistant lonestar server, which Outlander has told me is actually based in Texas. I'm not sure whether he's being entirely truthful about this, he might be pulling my leg.
Like he usually is when he makes me laugh when I'm drinking my coffee. Heh.
A little "Bumlicky!" goes a long way. Especially towards having to clean up the kitchen.
I wish I wasn't at work now... but *woo* we're going to the movies tonight. I wish the movies had couches though. Just about nothing beats snuggling on a couch.
I want to see The Mexican <- this is a good review if you can stand all of the lyrical waxing about how marvellous Brad Pitt is; which most reviewers seem to find it necessary to do (I guess they must be living in the mistaken belief that we haven't gotten the point yet, or something).
Anyway, back to dealing with my mail, for starters. My shoulder really hurts. I must have slept on it funny.
