Title: Various weekend updates
Music du jour: Sherrie Austin, "Never Been Kissed" and other MP3's
Well, that sucked.
Okay, Penguin Dust was down for quite a few days over the weekend due to a flaky hard disk, which is why if you were trying to get to snerk.net you were probably getting time-out errors. And if you WERE able to get to it... well, I'm surprised. :) Life was sucking rocks for a while there, but it's sorted now. At least temporarily. (For those of you interested, /var was hosed. It was mounted on one of the MP3 disks, and when we went to look at it, it was corrupted all to hell. fsck had a grand time, believe me. We had to physically sit at the box and move the partition over to the root partition -- we couldn't even log in remotely. Telnet sessions kept timing out. The disk seems to be okay at the moment, but I think we lost part of a Mighty Mighty Bosstones album. Most people even got their mail spools back, weirdly enough.) Since we were out of town for the weekend, it hung out being borked until we got back and could get down to the Springs. Oh well. Time to go get a new hard disk, methinks.
I am sitting here at my desk at work, and I am looking at seven -- count 'em, SEVEN -- new books that arrived from fatbrain over the weekend. Shawn was nice enough to hide them so they wouldn't grow legs and disappear before I got back. Things tend to walk away around here if you don't nail them down, and sometimes if you do, for that matter. Especially books. Especially expensive technical books. Anyway, I am now the proud mommy^H^H^H^H^Howner of three Solaris administration books, DNS & BIND, 3rd Edition, Managing NFS and NIS, IP Fundamentals, and Unix Hints & Hacks. It is a sexual experience. I tell you.
My trip out of town was lovely, of course... seeing Cynthia was wonderful, as it always is. Ian's dad and step-mom seem to be doing well too. So, life is good in Hall-Beyer land, other than me getting sick Monday night. I came down with some kind of cold with fever thing, and ended up in a fetal position on Cynthia's bed, whining about my congested sinuses and aching body. Ian and Cynthia fed me soup, went out and got me Gatorade and ibuprofen, and put me to bed. Cynthia even tucked me in and put a cool, damp rag on my forehead while she read Marion Zimmer Bradley to me. It was so cute.
On my side of the family, apparently my brother and my sister-in-law got their car rear-ended the other day. Whoops. And my sister is playing hide-and-seek from my parents phone calls. Heh. Nobody is surprised. Except my parents.
So other than the metric shitload of stuff I had waiting for me at work this afternoon, everything is pretty damn normal right now. I have new geek books to pore over, my machine is fixed, the Internet is zooming away at lightning speeds and I have extra strength Tylenol. Werd.
-- marcie.