randi: frenum piercings look cool though, and they are very functional. one of my best friends got an entire ladder done. i never got to see it, though.
randi: that i think is a bit much.
randi: i often wondered if his crotch sounded like a bunch of keys if he jumped up and down
keith: hahahaha
keith: i would imagine that it'd be a bit uncomfortable to have a large quantity of metal in that area. sitting and whatnot. i suppose you'd get used to it, though
randi: i'd imagine that having anything dangly in that area would get annoying and uncomfortable when sitting down, but guys manage to deal with it every day.
keith: point taken ;)
randi: this would make a great 30th birthday present!
randi: i can get you a full ladder with like, dongcharms. so you can sound like keys when you walk!
keith: seriously, i just burst out laughing ;)
keith: going on a flight would be an adventure ;)
randi: omg. and you know those things that beep if you whistle? like, they hook it up to keyrings?
randi: we can totally string that bitch up there too
keith: hahahaha
keith: whistle *crotch beeps*
randi: YES! awesome idea. :D
keith: that would be AWESOME ;)
keith: people are asking why i'm laughing so hard ;)
randi: me too. but i'm not explaining. it's just a conversation that is very NSFW
keith: i just said "it's the javadoc i'm writing...it's some funny shit"
keith: for some reason, they're not buying it
September 2006 Archives
Before you get any inappropriate thoughts, it's a line from "Fingers" by Pink, the song currently playing on my iPod.
I met someone this weekend. I ended up spending nearly my entire weekend with him. It was a bit unexpected, as I wasn't exactly open to getting in any way involved with boys (I've actually been trolling the w4w groups), but I think I'll see where this goes. He's cute, intelligent, a java coder (hey, no one is perfect), and he's got awesome dogs. I am a total pushover for guys with cool dogs. The best part was that he didn't know who I am. He may now - I'm not sure if he was paying attention when someone else mentioned it. Bah.
NYCBSDCon isn't that impressive this year. I'm not too thrilled about the lineup, but fuck it. I'm going anyways. There will be cool people, and I will be one of them.
I'll be there sharing a suite with tmclaugh (who, by the way, is much cuter than portrayed in that picture), sbahra, and green - the same crew from BSDCan, minus trhodes, who I hardly saw anyways.
Contact me if you're planning on going. We need to figure out what hotel we're going to get the suite at. I think we've got about $1k between all of us to drop for the weekend for a hotel room, so we should be able to find something decent.
I <3 NY.
I kept saying it was only temporary, but no. I kept getting comments like this:
<Rjx> your new site design makes me feel like my eyes have been ripped out of their sockets, and the empty holes stuffed with bubble gum and cotton candy, and then getting kicked in the stomach
<Rjx> the mix of past and present tense was used to disorientate
<Rjx> just as the bright pink did to me
ApacheCon US 2006 Registration
Dear Apache,Get a clue. No one is going to pay $350 for a MySQL/PHP - Best Practices tutorial. None of these tutorials are worth more than $50. I'd be hard pressed to even pay that. And $650 for the general conference? You better be handing out some oral sex at the door. I want some fucking bling and midgets for that price. I can't believe these prices are serious. Maybe someone hacked you with some mod_rewrite skillz and changed the prices?
Love,
FreeBSDGirl
I've got a new cell phone number. If you need it, email randi@. My skype number will continue to be the number I list for the whois on my domain.
Also, if I should have your phone number, email me. I lost most of my contacts list.
To the new Austin friends: I don't answer my phone. I mostly use it for text messaging. People in Atlanta know this, so don't worry, it's not just you that I'm ignoring. It's everyone. Do you know how hard it is to answer a cell phone when you're on a motorcycle? Leave a voicemail; I will call you back eventually.
Please stop sending me emails offering to give me money.
I worship the daemon.
Love,
FreeBSDGirl
Last night was fucked up.
I went on Craigslist to find a puppy, and I found Cooper.
So I emailed the girl giving him away.
From: randi@freebsdgirl.com
Subject: PUPPY FOR ADOPTION
Date: September 12, 2006 11:15:39 AM CDT
To: atarver@lonestar.utsa.edu
Do you have any pics?
I'd love to come out and meet her. I used to breed/train white german shepherds on a farm in IL, and I just moved out here. It's the first time I've been without a pet in my entire life. I work in IT, and I live very close to my office, so I'm at home quite a bit. :)
Randi
From: atarver@lonestar.utsa.edu
Subject: Re: PUPPY FOR ADOPTION
Date: September 12, 2006 1:51:07 PM CDT
To: randi@freebsdgirl.com
Hi! I actually have been talking to a family about taking Cooper and am going to be meeting with them this week. If for some reason things do not work out I will let you know for sure! Sorry and thank you for your interest.
Addie
And another email from her 10 minutes afterwords:
From: atarver@lonestar.utsa.edu
Subject: Re: PUPPY FOR ADOPTION
Date: September 12, 2006 2:01:12 PM CDT
To: randi@freebsdgirl.com
I have been thinking and I would love you to meet Cooper. If you could please give me a call that would be great (512)633-1709. Thanks
Addie
At this point, things are seeming kind of strange, so I reply.
From: randi@freebsdgirl.com
Subject: Re: PUPPY FOR ADOPTION
Date: September 12, 2006 2:22:21 PM CDT
To: atarver@lonestar.utsa.edu
Addie,
I'm confused, you just sent me two emails. Is the other family not going to adopt him?
Randi
From: atarver@lonestar.utsa.edu
Subject: Re: PUPPY FOR ADOPTION
Date: September 12, 2006 3:00:18 PM CDT
To: randi@freebsdgirl.com
I know I am getting my emails confused there are too many! Yes another family is wanting to see her, but I feel more comfortable with you seeing her. So if you are still interested that would be great! Addie
This is the picture that she sent along with the email:
We continued emailing back and forth, and it was decided she would stop by at 7 PM. She brought Cooper over, we talked, I played with Cooper, and she told me I could keep her. She mentioned there was another family that wanted the puppy, but she liked me better and thought that Cooper do great with me. She left, and I went upstairs to play with Cooper. I took some really cute pictures. My roommate came home, and we were all having a great time with Cooper when someone knocked on the door.
I opened the door to see Addie and her parents standing there. Addie looked like she was about to cry. Her mom came in and explained that when Addie got home, she got on her computer and saw she had an email from the other family. They live on a 40 acre farm, had two daughters, and her mom thought the puppy would be better off with them.
What's a person supposed to say to that? That's just all sorts of fucked up. I'm not sure what lesson they are trying to teach their daughter. I felt so bad for Addie though, since she looked so broken up. We'd all fallen in love with Cooper, but I tried to make it as painless as possible, so I went up and got Cooper's stuff together and brought it downstairs. Addie's mom was already holding Cooper, so I said my goodbye and Cooper left.
Screw this. I'm getting a dog and naming it Drama.
Fuck SUVs. Stupid gas guzzlers that like to hit their brakes for NO REASON AT ALL in the middle of a parking lot. Yes, that was me behind you. Stop looking so gap-emo and start using your rearview mirrors. Why did you come to a complete stop? Was the open parking space directly to your right confusing you? I would have shook my fist at you, but I was too busy releasing the throttle to hit the brake so I didn't turn into yet another bug on the back of your trendly little PT Cruiser's rear window. I understand that some people don't classify a PT Cruiser as an SUV. I do, because the level of stupidity required to operate one is identical.
Fuck people that stop at a red light 100 feet behind the car in front of them and then slowly pull forward to close the gap to 5 feet. It shouldn't take you 20 seconds to make it 95 feet when you're in a fucking Mustang. Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it is to be the motorcycle behind you? I can't go as slow as you can because of, well, you know, THE WHOLE BALANCE AND GRAVITY THING. I have to go, stop, go, stop, go, stop. I could just stay in one place and get a huge gap between you and my bike, but then one of those PT Cruiser driving fuckwads aren't going to notice me, and they'll probably knock me over or something. This asspain isn't strictly for motorcycles, either. You're going to piss off anyone with a manual transmission, you automatic driving worthless sack of shit. Stop being such a goddamn pussy.
By the way, I get 50mpg. So fuck you and your bitching about gas prices. I pay $5/week. Either get yourself something that gets better fuel mileage (scooter, motorcycle, MOPED!), or get a better job. Regardless, shut the fuck up.
I'm switching from Wordpress to Moveable Type. I've got all the entries migrated over - wrote a quick script to handle the migration for me - but I'm recategorizing everything, and moving posts from Unpublished to Published one by one. It's going to take a while (probably until tomorrow) to get everything back up.
This design is only temporary; it's the default theme. Hopefully I'll have something new and pink in place soon.
<randi> <noodles> whats the fav desktop, i just started using 4.11 desktop
<ket> you need to stop hanging in the loonix channels
<ket> they'll just make you stupid(er)
<randi> that's #freebsd ;)
<ket> ...
<ket> DEAR GODS THEY'VE FOUND US
BSDCertification.org published their Test Delivery Survey Report. You'll notice that I'm quoted in the PR. It's kinda cool; that's the first thing I've ever been quoted for. I hope I didn't come off sounding like a total dork.
You have now reached level 25.
Tomorrow is my 25th birthday. I've written before about how I try to avoid birthdays, citing examples like Mike's fuckup last year. I've told everyone this year that I have plans, even though I don't. I'm hoping to keep a low profile. I've got to work, and after I leave I'll probably just go home and try to sleep until September 9th. I've been so exhausted lately that it's a definite possibility. I'm feeling a bit sad though, because there's someone specific I'd like to spend my day with, but he's not in Austin. It's going to be another long day that ends with me curled up around Ellie, my teddy bear.
Mike called Google Boy today. This isn't the first time it's happened. He called him right after I left Atlanta trying to be all "so the bitch drove you crazy too". Of course, GB told me about it. Today though, the call was for a different reason. Mike needed help with his computer. Mike fancies himself a coder, but he couldn't figure out some simple stuff. Heh. Yeah.
Mike doesn't know that GB isn't his friend. Mike also apparently doesn't know that I'm still pretty good friends with GB. In fact, I'll be staying at GB's loft when I'm back in Atlanta. So, Mike, look elsewhere for tech support. You can't be all "I hate that asshole" when I'm living with him and then do a complete 180 the second I leave. GB's smarter than you, and he doesn't play those games. Nice try, though.
I'll be your tech support. It'll only cost you your soul.
I've been poking around on Craigslist looking for a roommate, despite the serious tragedy from my last attempt at using it to find dateable material. I've had a few interesting responses, but one in specific caught my eye. I've received permission to post his email here, so enjoy.
From: xxxxxx@yahoo.com Subject: So, about that ad you posted on craigslist, lookin' for a room Date: September 6, 2006 12:12:52 AM CDT** CRAIGSLIST ADVISORY --- AVOID SCAMS BY DEALING LOCALLY
** Avoid: wiring money, cross-border deals, work-at-home
** Beware: cashier checks, money orders, escrow, shipping
** More Info: http://www.craigslist.org/about/scams.htmlDear geek girl in search of roommates,
It's close to midnight on a Tuesday evening, and I'm cocking about on Craigslist because I'm to pissed off at all of the drama in my life to either be sociable or do something intellectual, like work. (Drama does indeed suck)
Anyway, I'm browsing through the rooms wanted ads because I’m currently in search of a roommate and lo and behold, I come across your ad.
All I really want to say is this: Thank you.
Now, I highly doubt you'd be interested in my apartment as I'm a student, my place (apartment) is close to campus (and therefore expensive), not near your work, and the parking situation is dubious at best. Besides, I can't lace a corset properly (I'm a dude, but as far as I'm concerned that's not an excuse), and I don’t even know what a Cisco 1200 is, despite the fact that I can design, build and then drive a custom racecar, but that's beside the point.
However, I can not express how delightful it is to A) read a posting by someone who both refrains from typing everything in all caps and shares an
acquaintance with our friends Mr. Comma, Mr. Period, and Mr. Dictionary, and B) has a fantastic sense of humor.So here's to you, Ms. Geek Girl Looking for Roommates - I'd toast you, but my lovely friends drank my apartment dry (much to my astonishment and dismay) after the last bout of major drama, all of yesterday.
While you may not have found a place to live, enjoy your day and go to sleep knowing that you made someone's day just a little bit better, without even trying.
Cheers,
xxxxx xxxxxxx(Tell me, have you ever actually had to enforce the hair on fire rule?)
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I ran into a bit of a situation a few weeks back, and it's brought me to realize exactly how easy it is to get around our supposedly secure system in obtaining identification. My wallet was stolen one day on 6th street while a friend was visiting, and it contained all of my forms of ID. To further complicate things, I hadn't yet switched my GA ID to a TX ID. To be clear, when I say ID, I mean state issued identification. I only had an ID, not a DL (it's suspended, long story - see FreeBSDGirl Goes To Jail). Although the last address I had on record was valid as it was my dad's address, I couldn't have them send me a new ID because they only did that for a DL, not a standard ID.
The first step involved was getting a birth certificate. Luckily, I still had one of those. I just got a copy of it a while back. I had to call the court house from the county where I was born and give them a credit card number so they could Fedex overnight it to me. They required no authentication from me. It was as simple as making a request over the phone.
The next step was to obtain a social security card. Although the social security administration wouldn't give me an actual card because I had no photo ID already, they did give me a certificate that I could present to the DMV that works in lieu of a social security card. After I get my actual ID, I can take that back to the social security administration and get a real card. All that was required for this certificate was my certified birth certificate, which was obtained earlier.
The next bit is slightly more tricky, but there's a lot more options. I had been married before, so I called the county that had licensed the marriage, and requested a marriage certificate. They don't do this over the phone, but they said that I could mail them a request with a $5 check or money order and they would mail me back my certificate. I didn't want to wait the 2-3 weeks it takes to get that back, so I decided to go with one of the other options, my school transcripts. I called the registrar's office from my high school and requested a copy. They will be sending them out tomorrow. No form of identification was necessary. There are many other options for what you can use here - check your local DMV's webpage to get a full list.
When these transcripts arrive, I'll have everything needed to get a state issued ID/DL. Scary, eh?
I bought a motorcycle a few days ago. It is beautiful. It's a 1997 Seca II, 600cc, 11k miles. It was kept in a garage; it's never even been driven in the rain.
Yes, I know the gallery is broken. I've not had the energy nor time to play with it.
DigiEbola rode down to Austin last night on his motorcycle. It was weird (and fun!) seeing him after so many years. We talked about some of the people we knew back in Stillwater, Oklahoma. The Issue. That was nearly 8 years ago. I feel old. So much has happened since then. We've all come so far - well, most of us. ;)
I went shopping today with a new boy. Since my books from Atlanta haven't been shipped yet, I picked up some new books:
Notes From Underground, The Double and Other Stories, Fyodor Dostoevsky
Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
Lipstick Jungle, Candace Bushnell
Goodnight Nobody, Jennifer Weiner
Sex and the City, Kiss and Tell, Amy Sohn
Isaac Asimov's Science Fiction Treasury, Isaac Asimov
The day went pretty well. We walked down to the Arboretum and hung out, watching the ducks. He found out how ticklish I am within the first half hour of meeting me - never a good thing. He's not in IT, which is weird for me, but I'll play it out and see how it goes. He plays soccer. I feel so out of shape standing next to him. At least I know that I look cute in my new motorcycle jacket.
This motorcycle is a great way to pick up weird guys, if you're into that. I'm not sure if I am or not. Random guys have been asking me if I can take them for a ride. How the hell am I supposed to respond to that? My usual answer is "I don't let anyone ride bitch, sorry". Someone suggest a witty and appropriate response to such an inappropriate question, because I'm at a loss. I'm supposed to go out drinking with some guy later. He asked for my number, so I gave him my email address. If he ends up being creepy, I can just set up a filter to label his emails as spam. I love the internet.
Microsoft is trying to patent verb conjugation. So maybe I should rephrase the title of this post to Microsoft To Rule The World - I try to avoid Microsoft products.
