I'm currently in the running for tard of the year award at work. I was asked change a datestamp from today to yesterday to a news article; easy peasy, log in to server, log in to mysql, do a select to make sure it's the right article, do the update query....
Now, I have to point out that I normally do a query, push up to get the previous one, then modify it for the next query. Force of habit. I also tend to type like this:
SELECT date, id, title
FROM currentnews
WHERE id='1098'
;
And all is well - it just keeps things nice and segmented for reading. This time though, I forgot to backspace over the semicolon when i went for the update clause.
Posted
on Saturday 27th of May, 2006, 04:08:26 AM.
Blue, like water; Blue, like heaven is all of the time.
And I'm alright; I'm just gagging on all the alright.
I'm so happy, so happy when I'm alone.
I'm in heaven, yeah heaven, when I'm alone.
All the seasons come from Opium.
I'm so happy; yeah, happy when I'm alone.
I'm in heaven; yeah heaven, when I'm alone.
Oh the seizures come from Opium.
Note: Telecom have already complained to YouTube.com and had this removed, and word about the ssh prompt is that their mailservers are blocking any email containing the URLs; this is complete bollocks, since parody is protected under NZ copyright law.
Little scattered at the moment; all my plans for tonight have fallen through or been rearranged, so now I've got nothing to do and less motivation to do it with.
I was supposed to have two new songs for the gig on Thursday. I haven't gotten off my ass to do them, and I probably don't have enough time now. Oh well, I can try. It's something to do at least, although it can be long and lonely work, which isn't really what I need right now. *shrug*
Mr Sulu, set phasers to Mope. Thrrrrrrpt. I'm not really as down or needy or stupid as I appear to be, reading this over - just sort of detached and hollow. Looking for something to fill it. Trent Reznor, eat your fucking heart out.
I've decided I'm going to write down the history of my life so far, leaving absolutely nothing out. All the bad shit I've done that nobody knows about, the twists and turns that I've kept to myself for years, all the fears and joy, sorrow and happiness and everything that's occured as far back as I remember. It will be private, and no-one will ever read it - but I'll have it, and it will remind me what a terrible person I've been, and still am.
Flat inspection tomorrow. Half of the flat and associated interlopers have done a fantastic job cleaning - I hardly recognise the place. Even the toilets are clean (insert shocked face here). Others have simply refused, even after offering and being given jobs, to do jack shit all. Not happy about that, but don't know how to approach the situation without touching off a metric shitstorm. Plus, I'm sick of playing the Dad (still) and giving everyone their chores and telling them they can't have pudding if they're not done.
Right. Got a harddrive to empty to DVD's, and then it's Reason for me. Yay.
Mood
Would you like some whine with your cheese, fagmo?
Listening to
Von Thronstahl - Bellum, Sacrum Bellum - 09 - The Flying Dutchman
Posted
on Saturday 13th of May, 2006, 09:51:21 AM.
1. I have a prerelease copy of Muse's new single "Supermassive Black Hole". I hope it's a fake, cause it honestly sounds like Britney Spears, and bad Britney at that. Nice beat, little else.
2. Dream Theatre have done a full cover of Pink Floyd's "Dark Side Of The Moon" album.
If anyone is interested in getting these (or parts thereof) off me, flick me a comment or an email.
[21:18] Malek: pffffft, plug his bass into the computer and play over the internet
[21:18] Malek: the wonders of technology
[21:18] Malek: he doesn't even have to get out of bed!
[21:18] Malek: or put on pants....
[21:18] ostia.pyrosis: hahaha
[21:18] ostia.pyrosis: Stephen Hawking bass
[21:19] Malek: "that sounds a bit processed, don't you think?"
Mood
Recovering
Listening to
Rose Petals And Confetti - Rose Petals And Confetti
Posted
on Wednesday 26th of April, 2006, 12:55:57 AM.
Tell her that she is special, tell her that she is everything.
Give her faith and a reason, make her feel brighter than the sun.
Tell her that she is special, tell her that she is valuable;
Carry on for tomorrow, carry on even if it's hard.
Leave her in the sunset 28,
To remember
Those moments in the sun.
Perfect diamond
I lost my world today;
Just keep her shining
Brighter than the sun.
Ease her pain and her guilts, tell her that no-one really knows.
Help her find new solutions, help her while she is still a child.
Leave it in the sunset 28
To remember
Our moments in the sun;
A purple diamond
That lost everything today.
I'll keep this shining
Brighter than the sun.
Posted
on Monday 10th of April, 2006, 04:11:07 PM.
Urgh. Stupid vodka.
Skipped work today; I just couldn't face being around people. That and the fact that I was still awake and drunk at 7.30 this morning...
I'm not in a very good place at the moment. I'm demotivated, disillusioned, not happy with who I am but unwilling to change it. I get angry and wound up over the silliest things that I should long since have let go. I'm yelling at people I care about and need in my life. I'm clinging to people I should let go from, detaching others that I should keep around, and not putting in the effort for those I should. Its all going to hell in a handbasket, and I'm sorry.
I'm cutting the numbers down quite low. I tried to tell a very good friend to leave me alone and give me some space last night; I don't think I did it very well. It came across far less "I'm angry and frightened and I need you to leave me alone so I don't say something I'd regret later" and more "fuck off". Dammit.
That's all I can be arsed typing. I have to clean my room and put a load of laundry through the machine for the fourth time; I keep forgetting it and leaving it in there.
Posted
on Friday 07th of April, 2006, 11:26:48 AM.
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I will respond by asking you five questions of a somewhat questionable nature.
03. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
04. Include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
1. what will you be doing in 5 years? I'd like to be on tour with my band, probably in the US or europe or something similar. The likelyhood, however, is that I'll be exactly where I am now: demotivated, disillusioned, and rapidly losing hope that I'm ever going to be able to do anything with my music other than sit in my room and listen to it, thinking of what I could have done if I'd gotten off my ass.
2. what was your favourite thing to do as a kid? Read. Usually involved hiding somewhere so I wouldn't get the crap thumped out of me because I liked to read.
3. if you could have one super power what would it be? Immortality - at least until I chose to die. I want to see where the world goes, but I don't want to be stuck living forever after mankind's managed to wipe itself out.
4. how would you spend $1 million (the first million you make from being a muso hehe:-p) Being the responsible dickhead that I am, I'd probably set aside 10-20 grand of it to spend on a nice stereo, amp, guitar, computer, maybe a TV or projector, some clothes and boots - and then invest the rest of it. Oh, and an absinthe distillery.
5. would you ever want to have a kid? and why/why not Definitely not now, but maybe sometime (ie, 10+ years) in the future. On the other hand, I'm not so sure it's a marvellous idea to spray my genetics around; I don't want to dirty the gene pool, so to speak =)
You can occupy my every sigh, you can rent a space inside my mind....
Posted
on Thursday 06th of April, 2006, 03:19:48 PM.
... at least until the price becomes too high.
I'm bored as a 4 by 2 plank. I worked for about 4 minutes this morning, made a really nice graphic that's now going to change the rest of the marketing for our high-speed stuff (cause it's so fucken good), and spent the rest of the day mucking about on GenMay. Bleh.
Drank a little with the flatties last night. Had a huge rant with Emily about WoW - she's kicking my ass on the lewt scale, but then again she has 28 days playing time @ 60, and I just hit 5, so I have the perfect excuse.... it was good to actually chat to her more than "uh, hi...." for once.
Ended up having an attack of the antisocials, went back to my room and watched Fight Club, just because I haven't seen it in about 2 years. Got bored and went to sleep about 4am. Stupid drinks making me miss naps.
Hayleys hair extensions go beyond hot and into an entirely new realm of temperature-related colloquialisms. Observe.
Duncan's haircut looks awesome - I've done a double take a few times because I thought Brian Molko was in my lounge.
I'm tired and a little depressive for some reason. Not very lucid on the writing front either.... bleh.