Friday, August 06, 2004
Desks
Dancer for money! I've been listening to less and less music lately, only because I really have no time to do anything anymore. The things I do just for a "social" life. Social lives are really overrated if you must know. Doing different things in one day and then not have enough time to sit down and eat some ice cream. The only real reason why I've been a little spaced out is because I've had work during the week, and because days are only 24 hours long, there isn't enough "real" time to do anything because school takes up 3/4 of the day. When I do have time (be it no work or school) I'll find out that I have some giant assignment (Bermuda; Bahama; Come on pretty mumma!) The assignments normally aren't massive yet considering there has been only a few weeks of school. Like now, instead of writing this blog entry, I could be doing my english, or even my legal studies essay (yeah, I piss on that idea). But not, I decided that those of the internet (the wonderful that it is) should know about most of the things I've doing lately. The things I do just to keep up my "reputation on the internet".
Speaking of my reputation on the internet! I'll let you in on a few things: 1) Googlebombs (I've discussed these in earlier posts) are links on sites which google crawls. Searches on google for name that the link was called from (like this: Gentle Midget Cartwheels). 2) A few internet buddies and myself were googlebombing a couple of sites (Read some of his earlier posts). Words we used were: pedophile and animal sodomy. I have no recollection of why it's happening, but it's drama on the internet. It's rather funny seeing the owners of the site get pissed off that google search for "pedophile" would return her site. If I were her, I wouldn't really care that a bunch of interneters are googlebombing my site, I mean, I must have done something right/wrong to someone to get some kind of coverage. I mean, look at all the new people visiting my site! They may be people that kind of... you know, rape children, but they are still people.
I was informed of a post on the googlebombee's site about "MT Hackers" (I don't have a link handy), where she flatly accused myself (well not outright, but she mention pedophile in her post, and I'm googlebombing her site with that :-) of "hacking" into her blog and posting stupid shit and deleting other stuff. First, if I were to bother hacking into her blog, would I really go about letting it known that it has been hacked? Wouldn't you just lay low with some passwords and wait for some opportunities to do "secret" stuff behind her back? No she thinks! I'm one of those "16 year old script kiddies that sit around the internet waiting for some hopeless site to popup and I would go about terrorizing it". Why bother?. For one, website defacing is simple and is stupid. What has been accomplished? Hooray, you've managed to either find a default password, or a guest account with admin access. I think I'd do something more sinister and destructive to the webhost and not what is hosted which is normally easily has a backup somewhere and can be fixed in a matter of minutes.
What I think is more funny, is that in a comment to that same post (I said something provocative towards her and it hit in the right spot) she threatened me with action towards ringing of my parents (haha at that, my parents know shit about what I own/do on the internet. That is the whole point of the internet). If you hadn't noticed, I'm apathetic and sadistic, so go ahead and ring my parents (the number is on the internet somewhere, everything is), what on earth shall they do! Parents: "Jarryd boy, remove those links now!", Me: "LOL no. " (yes, I would say "lol"), Parents: "Okay". End Of Story. Let the internet drama continue!
Back onto my life! (They're like it's better than yours). My first day of work (well, not work work, but work at Kmart) was rather interesting as I knew absolutely no one there. Anyway, I wasn't too sure what to wear there so I spent half the day at school asking Taryn, Terry, Daryl, and Nat about what I should wear. All in vain of course (they are useless), but I managed to get an old Kmart shirt of Taryn, so I wore that there. I thought it was funny because everyone (well, it was more like all the new people and Jason) asked where I got it from. Not overally exciting, I know, but who cares. Anyway, so I did nightfill (which is just sorting of boxes and placing them in the isle so people can process them and stack shelves) for around 4 hours and went home. The End! It wasn't really the highest point in my life (I have no high points, they have all been shit ones, I have many!), but it was still fun running around a shop whilst no one was there (no one being customers). I really hate the aircon in there though, they must put some kind of acid bacteria in the air conditioning because the day after, my throat began to hurt and I got a cold. Shame on working. I'm still not use to the air con though, my eyes still water randomly because of it. I managed to scrape a tear out (I was thinking of something else though )-:). Last night there was a whole bunch of new staff on (like me!) there was also suppose to be some induction thing that started at 4PM, but I kind of forgot about it until I got into the staff room and found the store manager talking (he is never in there) and I saw all new people in there. So I kind of sneaked in (as much as one can sneak into a room where they are looking towards the door) and sat down. I don't think I'm going to be paid for monday's shift though, as I didn't clock myself on (oops!).
I should really be posting this over two posts because I'm sure this is going to end up being one giant post. Yay! Anyway, I got my new desk yesterday. Hooray! I've been waiting for my dad to ring the guy who is making it and ask where it is. So now we have a 7 foot piece of desk sitting downstairs just waiting for me to attack it and bring it to my room and assemble. I probably won't even assemble it, it will probably be me helping to take up the top part and then my dad will just make it in my room while I watch. That isn't a complete waste of my time really, I mean, I will get time to think where I'm going to position everything that I have on two desks now (computers, parts, amplifier, other stuff).
I think the next post I do will be something about girls (doesn't that word sound childish? I mean, the opposite sex are probably old enough to be called "women", but it sounds weird++), and I know anything childish I say about anything is going to be used showing how indeed childish I am (I'm referring to those of the pedophile website). Oh yes, I'm also here to promote my forum (which some of you may know) that it has been open for a few months now and hasn't been used/posted to. (For those less than average people: Register and post on it (or give me a topic to start).
Work it harder, do it better, do it faster. Makes us stronger!
Speaking of my reputation on the internet! I'll let you in on a few things: 1) Googlebombs (I've discussed these in earlier posts) are links on sites which google crawls. Searches on google for name that the link was called from (like this: Gentle Midget Cartwheels). 2) A few internet buddies and myself were googlebombing a couple of sites (Read some of his earlier posts). Words we used were: pedophile and animal sodomy. I have no recollection of why it's happening, but it's drama on the internet. It's rather funny seeing the owners of the site get pissed off that google search for "pedophile" would return her site. If I were her, I wouldn't really care that a bunch of interneters are googlebombing my site, I mean, I must have done something right/wrong to someone to get some kind of coverage. I mean, look at all the new people visiting my site! They may be people that kind of... you know, rape children, but they are still people.
I was informed of a post on the googlebombee's site about "MT Hackers" (I don't have a link handy), where she flatly accused myself (well not outright, but she mention pedophile in her post, and I'm googlebombing her site with that :-) of "hacking" into her blog and posting stupid shit and deleting other stuff. First, if I were to bother hacking into her blog, would I really go about letting it known that it has been hacked? Wouldn't you just lay low with some passwords and wait for some opportunities to do "secret" stuff behind her back? No she thinks! I'm one of those "16 year old script kiddies that sit around the internet waiting for some hopeless site to popup and I would go about terrorizing it". Why bother?. For one, website defacing is simple and is stupid. What has been accomplished? Hooray, you've managed to either find a default password, or a guest account with admin access. I think I'd do something more sinister and destructive to the webhost and not what is hosted which is normally easily has a backup somewhere and can be fixed in a matter of minutes.
What I think is more funny, is that in a comment to that same post (I said something provocative towards her and it hit in the right spot) she threatened me with action towards ringing of my parents (haha at that, my parents know shit about what I own/do on the internet. That is the whole point of the internet). If you hadn't noticed, I'm apathetic and sadistic, so go ahead and ring my parents (the number is on the internet somewhere, everything is), what on earth shall they do! Parents: "Jarryd boy, remove those links now!", Me: "LOL no. " (yes, I would say "lol"), Parents: "Okay". End Of Story. Let the internet drama continue!
Back onto my life! (They're like it's better than yours). My first day of work (well, not work work, but work at Kmart) was rather interesting as I knew absolutely no one there. Anyway, I wasn't too sure what to wear there so I spent half the day at school asking Taryn, Terry, Daryl, and Nat about what I should wear. All in vain of course (they are useless), but I managed to get an old Kmart shirt of Taryn, so I wore that there. I thought it was funny because everyone (well, it was more like all the new people and Jason) asked where I got it from. Not overally exciting, I know, but who cares. Anyway, so I did nightfill (which is just sorting of boxes and placing them in the isle so people can process them and stack shelves) for around 4 hours and went home. The End! It wasn't really the highest point in my life (I have no high points, they have all been shit ones, I have many!), but it was still fun running around a shop whilst no one was there (no one being customers). I really hate the aircon in there though, they must put some kind of acid bacteria in the air conditioning because the day after, my throat began to hurt and I got a cold. Shame on working. I'm still not use to the air con though, my eyes still water randomly because of it. I managed to scrape a tear out (I was thinking of something else though )-:). Last night there was a whole bunch of new staff on (like me!) there was also suppose to be some induction thing that started at 4PM, but I kind of forgot about it until I got into the staff room and found the store manager talking (he is never in there) and I saw all new people in there. So I kind of sneaked in (as much as one can sneak into a room where they are looking towards the door) and sat down. I don't think I'm going to be paid for monday's shift though, as I didn't clock myself on (oops!).
I should really be posting this over two posts because I'm sure this is going to end up being one giant post. Yay! Anyway, I got my new desk yesterday. Hooray! I've been waiting for my dad to ring the guy who is making it and ask where it is. So now we have a 7 foot piece of desk sitting downstairs just waiting for me to attack it and bring it to my room and assemble. I probably won't even assemble it, it will probably be me helping to take up the top part and then my dad will just make it in my room while I watch. That isn't a complete waste of my time really, I mean, I will get time to think where I'm going to position everything that I have on two desks now (computers, parts, amplifier, other stuff).
I think the next post I do will be something about girls (doesn't that word sound childish? I mean, the opposite sex are probably old enough to be called "women", but it sounds weird++), and I know anything childish I say about anything is going to be used showing how indeed childish I am (I'm referring to those of the pedophile website). Oh yes, I'm also here to promote my forum (which some of you may know) that it has been open for a few months now and hasn't been used/posted to. (For those less than average people: Register and post on it (or give me a topic to start).
Work it harder, do it better, do it faster. Makes us stronger!
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8/06/2004 03:20:00 PM
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