Tales from the…

More or less. I have a cold atm, and my throat is totally messed up with some alien babies growing in it that taste of rotting goat when I have to cough…which is often. I was wondering why my throat was hurting while I was biking last week, and on Friday…WHAM went from just home after looking at a potential house to buy and feeling like a coffee to feeling miserable and crawling into bed in the space of half an hour O_o

So, house. It was pretty I have to call the broker tomorrow to schedule another appointment, that is to say, if I can actually speak for longer than a minute without sounding like I habitually gargle with diesel. In fact, gargling some diesel sounds like a good idea atm.

So, nerditry. To relieve the boredom of being home, I’ve played completely through the computer game The Witcher, which was fun but featured some of the worst voice acting ever. I’ve watched the entire season 1 of Dexter, which was pretty cool as I managed to miss it when it came out and had only seen a random episode here and there. I’ve configured my internet server thingy, this thingy in fact, that you’re reading this web page off of, to accept encrypted log-in’s for the sending of email, which is good, and while I was at it I configured it to use RRDtool to graph pretty stats for me so I can see how many spams are caught by the tarpit, and how many non-compliant emails (aka also spam) are dropped by my vigorous mailer looking at  headers, and how many valid emails I am sending and receiving. Great fun. Oh, yeah, and while I was doing all that, I ditched my apache2 for a different http daemon. Also good fun. Poor lickle server never knew what hit it

Anyway, all this has resulted in my sleep cycle being completely wrecked, which is prolly why I am wide awake at 4am listening to the rain, typing this blog, and coughing, one mustn’t forget the coughing. Time to make some tea with honey