Where’s the fun in normal?
I’m home sick today. Another doctor’s visit. If anyone wants to know, I’ll email you with what’s up. Thank you all for your support during this painful time.
The ladyfriend and I went to Baltimore where we checked out the aquarium. Pics are here. You should check them out. I’m getting better.
I’m not going to make it to Otakon this year. She’s taking me to a Dave Matthews concert and I don’t know if I can afford this much traveling. Sorry folks.
On the home front, Koneko has moved out. I’m sad now. She’s not around. Even though she didn’t do much with me while she was here, at least the company was nice. I’ve got the freedom to cook naked (like Joey on Friends), but I can’t help but want to bug someone occasionally. The cats are only marginally interesting.
I’m glad I’ve got a new friend to bring over and bug.
On the other hand, I can finally get down to business with some things I want to do to the house with impunity. Also, it’s nice to be able to browse porn^W^W enjoy some alone time.
Next week is CISSP training. The test promises to be quite difficult and I’m not sure if I’m up for this, but we’ll give it a shot. I should really review the books before the class!
Speaking of books, I’m still making my way through my Ruby on Rails book. Eventually my plan is to redo this entire site in rails, giving me the control I want. I have to say, though, b2evolution and gallery have been meeting my needs quite nicely.
I haven’t talked to Sigje lately and think I should give her an email/call/etc.
Oh, and the solution for Spamassassin didn’t work. I’ve put the following into my
trusted_networks 188.8.131.52 127.0.0.1
Wish me luck. Hopefully this will force it to just accept anything from itself without checking it. The fact that SPAM URLs were in the log emails was tripping it, but then again, these SPAM URLs are what the log emails are reporting. Sheesh. This wasn’t an issue on the previous version of CentOS.
I really miss my girlfriend. I really need to ask her what name to give her on the blog. I could pick, but I don’t want to be mean.