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setbacks
My mail/web/mp3 server crashed spectacularly on Saturday night (my Sunday). I was installing a program when suddenly the machine crashed and spewed bits of data across two of the drive partitions. A reboot and fsck later I was up again, but it almost immediately failed, this time taking many critical OS files with it. After doing some minimal diagnostics to determine how bad is bad, I decided to replace the drive and rebuild the system. I scavenged a drive, reinstalled the OS, then began rebuilding the system. I had the thing mostly rebuilt and was configuring things when it died again, taken a few files with it. At this point I really started to lose patience. Fortunately when I went to power cycle it, it wouldn't come on right away and that's when I discovered the loose power connector. Have you ever noticed ATX doesn't have positive locked in power connectors like AT used to? It must have gotten loose during the moving. In the end, the only valuable things I lost were about 10 hours of my time, a year off my life, and my list of spammers. I found an old copy of the spammers list, it will do.
This morning I went out to make the trip over and get the big chair and the van wouldn't start. After several minutes of fiddling underneath, several halfhearted attempts to roll start it, it was pushed back into its parking space.
Oh, on the way home this morning I realized that I'm depressed. Could have something to do with the fact it's spring and I'm sleeping through it. Could have something to do with the fact that my version of joy lately has been housecleaning instead of moving. Could be that my teeth hurt and I don't have the bandwidth or schedule to get them fixed at the moment. Could be that my diet is off because I haven't had time to arrange the right meals. Could be that my sleep is poor because I haven't had a chance to make/buy real dark curtains for the well windowed bedroom. But whatever the reason, right now I feel my life sucks, when that is patently not true, and the joy I should feel at moving to a new place just isn't. Blah.
This morning I went out to make the trip over and get the big chair and the van wouldn't start. After several minutes of fiddling underneath, several halfhearted attempts to roll start it, it was pushed back into its parking space.
Oh, on the way home this morning I realized that I'm depressed. Could have something to do with the fact it's spring and I'm sleeping through it. Could have something to do with the fact that my version of joy lately has been housecleaning instead of moving. Could be that my teeth hurt and I don't have the bandwidth or schedule to get them fixed at the moment. Could be that my diet is off because I haven't had time to arrange the right meals. Could be that my sleep is poor because I haven't had a chance to make/buy real dark curtains for the well windowed bedroom. But whatever the reason, right now I feel my life sucks, when that is patently not true, and the joy I should feel at moving to a new place just isn't. Blah.