• On Life and Love

    *sputter sputter*

    I have a 6 GB zip file containing my last two years of data. My laptop is clean and reloaded and fairly lacking in personality. The file is FUCKING corrupt. “Unexpected end of archive.” A hex editor revealed that the zip has a valid header and listing of files. Hell, I can browse the goddamn archive in WinRAR. But I can’t extract anything. The barf is in some file near the end of the file (I know my music files were the last things to be compressed). But I am not fucking permitted to extract any fucking thing. *deep breath* No tool used yet has been able to successfully repair…

  • On Life and Love

    Good reading material.

    “A Hummer to make you happy?” – Honestly, do you really need that square boat? “Dear Holiday Inn” – Wanna stay at a Holiday Inn in Buffalo? Hmm… I think she’d suggest you reconsider. “Why I prefer no tabs in source code” – To tab or not to tab? I tab. “Outlook 2003 – Thunderbird Smack Down” – I recently switched to Outlook 2003. Of course, it’s freely available to me as a student at Rose, so that helps. “Bloody meta” – Not reading material per se, but a funny view, nonetheless. Violence warning. A review of Sheila Jeffrey’s Beauty And Misogyny: Harmful Cultural Practices In The West – I…

  • On Life and Love

    Simply amazing.

    WO introduced me to this game this weekend called Typing of the Dead. It was one of those games that would have been made for an arcade where you had a gun used to shoot at zombies, like House of the Dead or something. Since it’s on a PC, though, you don’t actually shoot the baddies. You type whatever set of characters (maybe a word, maybe a few letters, maybe a sentence) that represents them. Speed matters, and too many typing mistakes gets you killed. But it learns. Things you type well come up less and less. Genius. It’s hard, but it’s fun. It’s also a bit dorky (FBI agents…