practicality: (Tax Season // Evil!Tatsumi)
...Or, Adventures of a Human Fuzzer (because [profile] geekosaur suggested it and it sounds better than 'Guys, I Think I Have Gremlins')

So, anyone who hangs around me for a long enough time knows that I love technology. But sometimes I love technology too long, or too hard, and then technology fails to love me back. Which is a nice way of saying I am really good at breaking things through either clumsiness or aforementioned human fuzzer status. The last few weeks have been grand adventurse in new and exciting ways of breaking technology, which are best summed up as bulletpoints, because otherwise I'll be writing all day.

The Laptop
- Buy more RAM for the laptop, because 2GB isn't cutting it
- Decide, well, if I'm going to do more RAM, I should sit and wipe my Win7 install, too, because I never use it, and having my storage partitions split up is a pain
- Make USB boot key of PartedMagic! Get into it successfully! Hooray!
- ...delete the wrong NTFS partition: the storage instead of the Windows one
- realize that while it was mostly just a download dump, I had ALL my photos from the con on there (along with some nice photos I took in lab)
- spend roughly three hours trying to run partition recovery via Testdisk, guided by the very patient [profile] sophie
- Finally give up, accept that I have a better chance of running file recovery on the camera's memory card for the con photos, and that the rest is write-off
- Go to clean up the other partitions, because dual-booting Win7 means having really messed up boot set-ups because Windows Updater eats other bootloaders
- ACCIDENTALLY DELETE THE PARTITION WITH MY KERNEL ON IT
- Bang head against metaphorical wall and wail at the wonderful denizens of #dw for a short while
- Go to reinstall my root file system, being very thankful /home was on a separate partition
- ...Install 32-bit Ubuntu on 64-bit machine, causing it to only recognize 2.4GB of my nice shiny 4GB of RAM
- Facepalm
- Reinstall 64-bit OS and reconfig files.
- It is now six am.

The Tower
- Tower fails to boot. Again. (this is a fairly regular occurrence)
- Decide to actually play with boot settings instead of just reinstalling OS like I usually do.
- Get boot to work!
- Give in to the nag window to upgrade to 11.04, thinking 'it should be fine now, right?'
- Upgrade!
- Tower fails to boot again :| (this has happened every time I try 11.04 on any of my machines, I think it's cursed)
- Sigh, reinstall 10.10, decide I will work out why boot keeps failing on the main disk another night.

The Nook
- Fail to write the disk images needed to root the Nook repeatedly
- Disk image writer attempts to summon elder gods
- Fail some more.
- Finally succeed! Nook is rooted.

The Razr
- Get shiny new phone!
- Discover rooting shiny new phone is surprisingly easy!
- Gleefully start deleting Motorola and provider apps I don't need
- Discover the hard way that BlurEmailEngine.apk? Controls display text message notifs
- Oh, and BlurEmail.apk is necessary for contacts to works. Thanks, Motorola.
- Try factory reset. Accomplish nothing other than deleting all my apps.
- Attempt to reinstall system apps from other people's dumps. Fail.
- Attempt to install Brazilian stock ROM, because nobody bothers ripping the Canadian ones. Also fail.
- Give in, find replacement apps (to the good people behind the GO suite? I love you)

...and there has been some shenanigans with both my camera memory card and J's camera memory card, but file recovery ran okay and format worked, so those aren't worth writing up. And this is why I don't have con photos up yet.
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...Things I forget about, obviously. I guess general status update - I have a job! It is basically a trained monkey job, but it's fulltime, and may have benefits (I started as a temp but am being switched to perm). It's also kind of a gongshow right now because it's a new facility so stuff isn't 100% online and they got kind of flooded with business, which in the long run is good but in the short run means I worked like a 44hour work week last week, and that was with finishing early on Friday.

April is con month! After a lot of waffling, I decided that yes I am going to Sakuracon, mostly to hang with [profile] inoru_no_hoshi and enjoy Seattle. Costume line-up:
-Gintoki (Gintama) for Friday
-Ukitake (Bleach), with Unohana and Kyoraku for Saturday (YAY old captain group)
-Hakkai (Saiyuki) for Saturday night and Sunday. Maybe, idk.

And then ACen at the end of the month which I am SUPER EXCITE about:
-Gintoki (Gintama)
-Juubei (Getbackers)
-Hakkai (Saiyuki)

OTHER THAN THAT, I have been cleaning more, which is good, and have a terrible headcold right now, which is bad. I called in sick to work for basically the first time ever because I woke up at seven this morning with a fever and a headache that's been there since Friday. I feel kind of guilty but on the other hand fuck, I couldn't handle an 8+ hour day of lifting and walking and LOTS OF NOISE like this. So I'm going to hide in my house with tea and maybe cook some. Home remedies for terrible headcolds with bonus sore throats appreciated, this is an awful feeling :|
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So I think at this point all of the regulars in #DW have been hearing about my (mis)adventures with Drupal and PHP. Basically, after many years of waffling around I am finally building a cosplay website, and because apparently my mindset is 'go big or go home', I've been designing it to be multi-user scalable.

Because I am only one person and cannot remember what I want half the time until the exact moment I want it, I would love some feedback on what it could use. I should also note my intent was to make it a cosplay site, ie, mostly geared at people doing media recreation costuming, but I think most of the functionality works for other types? But I may have to try and classify by things other than just character and series.

This is the site!
What's still on my to-do list:
-being able to add links to accounts on other sites to user profiles DONE! (current list is dA, DW, LJ, Twitter, Tumblr, Plurk, and ACP; other input welcome)
-Add good search functionality. I've got some modules for it, but I'm still working on the set-up.
-Making the links to a given user's content easy to find on their user profile (costumes and tutorials are in the sidebar, but they're hard to find with the nav links there)
-Styling.

Specific feedback I'd love would be on whether the fields provided for tutorials/costumes/profiles are adequate, what other sites people would like, and... well, anything else you can think of.
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This was born out of a Skype conversation with [livejournal.com profile] nique a few weeks ago (by way of the Dewey decimal system, incidentally). Basically - being a design nerd, I ended up going off on a long rant about how basically every cosplay community site (ie, places you can join rather than an individual or group's personal cosplay page) has the worst interface ever (or absurd arbitrary rules for joining, for the few I haven't tried), and are terrible at actually sharing information about costumes and process, which is ostensibly what they are about. And she replied that in the cosplay community nobody cares about process, so why would they bother? Which, honestly, is completely true, and kind of depressing.

longwinded rambling within )

Unfortunately, getting a community site off the ground is a lot of work, both in coding and in attracting enough users to make it a viable community. My smaller goal is to maybe code an easily deployable content management system (like the blogging software for your webserver. Hopefully someone other than me actually knows about those these days....) that would make adding costumes easy. You wouldn't be able to interlink things the way you could on a community website, but you could do everything else, and have skinning functions, too.

Of course, first I gotta learn Perl *g*
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So I made a cosplay tumblr so I can stop spamming the shit out of Plurk and my blog with WIP photos and ramblings and tutorial links. Is there any interest in me setting up a syndicated feed account for it on DW, for non-tumblr users?
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Just a bitty note - I'm shifting people who crosspost from being friended on both LJ and DW to DW-only, just to clean up the duplicates on my reading lists :3
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[plurk.com profile] momijizukamori
[ravelry.com profile] momijizukamori

(And if you want to friend me either of those places, be my guest)
practicality: (o you)
Okita Souji, captain of the first unit of the Shinsengumi of Kyoto, and assistant to Vice-Commander Hijikata Toshizou. I was born in Edo, though.

[...]

And I'm twenty-two. Funny how I never figured that out.

There are a lot of people who are important to me here, but there are a lot of people important to me at home, too. And promises I made - to my friends, to my superiors, to myself - that I can't break. So I'm going to go back, and I'm going to bring Digit with me. I hope he and Saizo don't fight. But I'll be back, I'll come to visit everyone. And if you want to come to Kyoto, there'll be rooms, and I'll show you around the city. I know where all the best sweets shops are, too ♥
practicality: (downcast)
Tian-sama is gone.
practicality: (trollin')
I found a new bridge off of Stuff Inc today! It leads to a little island near the wall, with a building and a big screen in it!

[Part of the map given to newborns is quickly redrawn, with a new addition]


The whole place is pretty interesting~
practicality: (^____^)
[The writing is a touch more... calligraphic than Souji's usual. But poetry demands it, even if it's not his own. And even if it's awful.]

Of the seven spring herbs
five I have
put to memory.
practicality: (downcast)
[The handwriting is a touch shakier than usual]

Is everyone alright?

[There's a long pause, and then-]

I'm sorry.
practicality: (srs face)
Meet me in the Wilderness this afternoon. Three o'clock, the back room of the tavern called the Faithful Bride. Any of you. All of you.

On my honor, this is no trap.

[The following is written in fancier calligraphic script - a signature]

Okita Souji
practicality: (o you)
I don't know where they came from all of the sudden, but all of these fireflies are really pretty. They look a little like hitodama, all gathered together like this.
practicality: (gentle smile)
I think I have a younger sister back home.

Her name is Sakura.

Memory

Jun. 27th, 2011 09:13 pm
practicality: (downcast)
It happened almost as if he'd blinked his eyes and the world had shifted - one moment he'd been staring at the table in the tea shop he'd been wiping down, and the next - he was putting a set of chopsticks down neatly on the rest, without having even thought of the action. He tried to turn his head and look around, but found he couldn't - his body was moving of it's own will. Out of his peripheral vision, he thought he could see Usagi. And across the table from him, there was a girl, twelve at most, who evoked such a strong feeling of familiarity and protectiveness it almost caught him off-guard.

"Thanks! It was delicious," Usagi - and that was definitely Usagi's enthusiastic voice - piped up from beside him.
"Yeah, thanks I guess." His own voice, then, and he could hear the careful feigned indifference in it.

Usagi leaned forward to give the girl a bright smile. "You're an excellent cook, Sakura. The hamburger casserole was great!"

She blushed a bright pink in return. He could feel himself scooting back his chair, and reaching for a bag on the floor.

"Can't help with dishes, gotta get to work."

Usagi's grin really was a permanent fixture, it seemed like. "I'll help you clean up. After all, you did treat me."

Momotarou headed across the room to the entryway, Usagi trailing him as he slipped on his shoes. "Is it still raining?"

He opened the door to reveal the answer to Usagi's question - a torrential downpour of rain. "Yep. It's not natural..." He could hear the suspicion and worry in his own voice - but a moment later, he was staring at the teashop table again.

memory

Jun. 21st, 2011 11:13 pm
practicality: (this shit will fuck you up)
The wood floor of the corridor was cool underneath his legs. He could hear fighting - muffled, farther out, and he could smell blood. Could taste it, too, along with the sweet-sticky taste of phlegm in his mouth. He was coughing, badly, and his chest ached with every one. Were memories supposed to hurt like this, like reality did? This was worse than it had been right after he'd been born into the Sphere - and he knew it was what was waiting for him when he returned.

There were footsteps, and he glanced up, away from the floor to see roughly-dressed men with swords in front of him. One of them sneered as he continued to cough. "Ooh, you poor thing, that looks like it must hurt! But we'll make you feel all better~!"

"...Filthy." That was his voice now, soft and hoarse from the coughing. His hand came up, and he wiped the blood he'd coughed onto it onto his kimono.

"Filthy. Filthy..." His sword was out now, the soft slide of metal on lacquered wood. It was a light step to push off the ground, bare feet against the wood, and they fell before his blade with the same effortless grace it took to down the training dummies. The men who hadn't been cut down in the first sweep started running, abandoning their comrades.

"Aiiiieee!! He's coming!"
"That must be Okita Souji!"
"You... you're supposed to be dead!"

Dead, was he? Death would probably hurt less than this. He was coughing again, kneeling among the blood and limbs as his chest shook. There was blood on his lips and chin now, and apparently the sight of that was enough to frighten off the remainder of the pack.

"He... He... He's a ghost! Run!"

Too late, though - two thin blades appeared to embed themselves firmly in the foreheads of two of them. Susumu - though not dressed as he usually was. He looked almost more like a medic with those short sleeves and the cloth tied over his mouth.

"Okita-san."

Souji rose from the floor, tried to walk past him even as his lungs still burned.

"Okita-san. You can't go."

Susumu's arm was blocking his path

"...Please let me go."
"You can't go. Please return to your room."

Susumu held some sort of authority, here. Though his own weakness wasn't helping as he struggled from the handhold.

"Please let me go."
"What do you think you can do with that body?"

"Please let me go. Let me go! Let me go...!"

He was shouting now, voice hoarse and harsh even in his own ears, as he struggled to free himself from Susumu. Then there was a stab of pain at the back of his neck, and the vision ended.
practicality: (thoughtful)
Is the name 'Renée' familiar to anyone else? I saw it in some of the graffiti, and I feel like I should know it - but I can't remember.

Samehada-san, we should spar again sometime soon.

[OOC: As this is ~meta~ Souji is going to be dodgy about it on the journals, but I'm happy to use this for quicklogs!]
practicality: (contemplating)
[There's a few little pentaps, and then-]

Does the Watch accept people part-time?

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