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Hello and welcome to my super magical web 2.0 synergetic "blog" (what a miserable term). Anyways, I cannot guarantee anything I write here is coherent, or correct in any sense. Sorry. I'm anxiously awaiting somebody to hire me as a QA Engineer, since I obviously am good at breaking software. You can contact me via tyler@bleepsoft.com if you'd like to berate me for anything I've written here :)


30/12 Incriminating Evidence

While I slept today, I put up an away message of: "thinking of all the different ways to destroy evidence"

Leaving it up as a joke, and a not-really-clever alternative to "Away" I received some interesting messages while I was out, from "evidence? what did you do?" to the weirdest one:
what sort?
the FBI cant do forensics on Linux systems, they have to outsource the job to a firm in Canada
so im guessing state goons are just as crummy if not worse
so if its HDD stuff I'd run a cron job to touch every file on the HDD (mess up all the timestamps), then delete them
then run a shredder with something like 20 overwrites
then set it up as removeable storage and fill it with whatever torrents you think would be fun, delete and shred that
then thermite.
Always with the thermite.


I know some interesting people.

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21/12 Caution, Flammable

I think next time I need to get my hair cut I'm going to pull out a pack of matches, and just light my head on fire.

At least then I'm less likely to absolutely hate my haircut. Great Clips, why hast thou betrayed me?

Update: Here's what look like now

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13/12 1.11111111 cubits

If you are familiar with the disgusting Mountain Dew like rip-off soda called Mello Yello, then you're about 34% closer to the state of mind that I am currently in. Working with commercial systems is never pretty, nor easy, but sometimes it's closer to resembling fighting your way through a Mongol hoard, up a hill covered in Vaseline, in the summer, naked.

I think I'm fighting valiantly though, not winning, but definitely earning at least a few Medals of Freedom in the process. Today, I avoided screaming into a pillow until I ran out oxygen and passed out onto the floor adjacent to my couch, after a phone meeting with which the major points of contention were:
  • Having access to the Subversion repository is a privilege (of which I may or may not be worthy)
  • I should stop wasting so much time with setting up VPN (which I sort of need to continue productive development).
Grumble.

Maybe my persuasive speaking skills are waning, I've never had such problems convincing anybody to have a formalized development and testing process, or to provide me with the tools necessary to do my job. It's unfortunate that they are located so far away, what I lack in persuasive speech, I can certainly make up for in persuasive symbolic dance.

Shimmy shimmy quarter turn, and all that.

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