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At a certain point, I need to not fiddle

A few months back, after purchasing the Eee and loving the transportability but hating its underpowered processor (and lack of decent storage without being hacky), I upgraded to a 12" tablet PC (which I loved and adored but its processor was also kindof meh and REALLY FUCKING HOT– my main gaming laptop never approached the temperature of this thing, and I burned my hands holding it more than a few times) and then to the current "travel" laptop I use, an ASUS F8SN-B1, which is small (though not 7" or 12" small, but still small!) and really slim/light. Anyway, my main system does not like Vista, even though I do very much, and running it on there has always been an exercise in patience. Several months ago I repartitioned it into two drives so I could run Vista on one, and then XP on the other for those games and stuff that just wouldn't work correctly otherwise. I ended up rarely ever using the Vista partition, and a few weeks ago I decided to do the same thing on my "travel" laptop so I could have access to both OSes (since this newer system was capable of running them both).

After this, seeing as the hardware and such for my main computer are not up to spec for Vista I decided to wipe it and just put XP on the whole thing. Which was a pretty easy process aside from the fact that I've spent the entire day arguing with video drivers to no avail. My laptop is "SLI capable," which means it has two video cards and the drivers allow them basically to operate as one super video card for better performance. EXCEPT that my laptop manufacturer is woefully behind in updating those drivers and performance with them sucks, so I have had to use third-party ones, and I can't get those working.

On the upside though for the time being I have dual monitors working again, since you can't run those if you're also using SLI.

I just felt like complaining basically. I am not sure why the drivers that I had on the system before the format are no longer working but it's annoying the fuck out of me. I am kindof due towards getting a new system anyway though so I figure it's not much longer on that point.

Halp, send supplies

I got back safely, evidenced by the comments in the previous entry. Unfortunately, while in the Sydney airport I realized I was starting to come down with a cold. Which, obviously, manifested in a lovely 22 hour flight back.

So now I'm on my phone moblogging as the kids say while coughing up phlegm.

Wanna make out?

I\'m tired of politics

Never thought I'd say it.

Can someone wake me up when the election's over?

Let it rain

I had originally written a longer, more pointed entry about what I'm going to shortly explain, and after it accomplished the goal I intended it to accomplish I decided, after speaking with my lawyer, to temporarily remove the entry. Given, however, that this is a subject targeted very much at my real life and I don't intend to be bowed down by the tactics surrounding it, I had intended from the beginning to restore a shortened version of the entry.

I must also beg your pardon for the particulars, this specific Drama is long and tedious and its origins are in the lovely magnet of psychopaths and losers that is Second Life. I continue to marvel at what total nutjobs gravitate towards SL and its third-party communities, it's like a flashing bug light that says CRAZY.

At any rate, here we go.

Some time back there was a forum website known as Second Citizen. Originally the SL forum-community was based on the official site of the platform, and sometime in late 2006 the developers decided to eliminate all parts of the forum that were about community, instead eviscerating it until it was little more than begrudging tech advice centered around the whims of a nazi-esque resident moderator. Several third party forums erupted or had their traffic increase as a result. Of the many that sprung up Second Citizen (SC) was the most popular. I made my way over in September 06 or so and considered it "home," spending more time in the forum than I actually ever had in SL.

However in every community there are those pathetic assholes and their brazenness seems magnified when given access to a computer, audience and no personal accountability. What originally started out as seemingly random anonymous personal attacks directed at various visible members of the community have since become a pattern of harassment and stalking directed by an individual or individuals (two) against anyone they irrationally consider a target.

The stuff was originally contained to SC, stupid trolling posts and threats directed at the site owner and a couple other people. This became bizarre instant messages on Yahoo, which then became emails and comment spam and anonymously-created websites springing up for a few weeks at a time to disparage SC and its owner.

Eventually the plug on SC was pulled and much of its traffic moved over to SLUniverse, a site owned by a very good friend of mine that's been around for several years. The stalker(s) followed as well, not content with the victory of intimidation they had netted with getting SC shut down. While everything was originally contained to just the internet, this quickly changed. Several months ago I began getting harassing phone calls at work from the same person. I have always been proud of the fact that I am an open and honest person, even online and with sharing details about myself that others would consider completely private. I have always felt, since coming out of the closet, that keeping "secrets" enables attack vectors for someone to exploit. As such I am open, I can't be blackmailed because there's no secret you can expose that I haven't already talked about at length.

My one begrudging exception to this has been involving details that would make it possible for someone to contact me in person without my consent. I know it's a reasonable stipulation, but it's always bothered me to have to have. And the appearance of someone willing to go that far to needle me highlighted exactly why.

So I got my manager involved and explained the situation, and considering that I personally roll my eyes when I have to explain anything about these maladjusted dipshits, he was very helpful and took the situation seriously.

Which was just as well, because shortly after I started getting phone calls at work, those ceased and the next phase of escalation began. Phone calls became eighty-seven page faxes sent 24/7 for a week to the upper executives of my company accusing me of using company property to harass SLU (which was owned by a friend of mine, if you recall) and demanding I be fired or they would bring a lawsuit.

Thankfully, coupled with me bringing the stalker(s) to the attention of my bosses earlier, this stuff was immediately dismissed as ridiculous and nothing came of it. And the company is immunized against further attacks. But it could have easily gone differently, and by this point I was so livid that there would really be only one resolution.

Beyond the forum posts and emails and various registered websites disparaging myself (and comments ironically saying I have no life and nothing better to do than post online), my friend and anyone who sticks up for it, my friend, who is straight, has found his real name, real address and real telephone numbers posted on personals sites soliciting gay sex. He's found out that this person has purchased background checks on him (and likely me as well). He has had photographs of his apartment posted online, photographs looking into windows of his house. The seemingly obvious goal is to intimidate us into giving up our pursuit of legal action against these pathetic individuals, and it obviously isn't going to work.

In the interim this behavior has been linked to similar activity going back about two years ago, on at least four websites, including conclusively my own. What originally came off as random behavior has solidified into a concerted, calculated web of activity that despite its organization ultimately comes down to a psychopath lashing out at anyone that gets in front of them.

As to motivation I really can't even surmise. It's easy enough to dismiss it all as crazy, or motivated from jealousy, or something else, but the truth is until this person or persons are caught, and rest assured they will be, we won't really know. Having been a blogger before the word blog existed, and been online since Geocities existed (BEFORE the Yahoo! buyout), I am used to being a target simply for the fact that I was visible, popular, well-known. When I used to cultivate interest in having high site traffic and unique users I dealt with stuff like this fairly regularly. It was always contained to the medium it originated in, but it's a fish of similar shape.

Ultimately I, nor anyone else targeted thus far, will bow and give in to this sort of behavior. And soon, very soon, this person or persons will learn how un-anonymous the internet actually is.

I am saddened

I managed to kill even this, which had nothing else to do but dangle off a twine loop from my bag during the day.

I mean for fuck's sake it was exposed to nature for longer than any plant in my apartment has been!

Speaking of, those are all dying as well. The natural lighting situation in my place leaves something to be desired. I need to buy like a bunch of fake plants.

Or plants cultivated inside someone's closet.

I\'m tired of Web 2.0

There. I'm on record now.

All night long- all night!

I don't remember right now if I ever said I got a second cat. Well, I got a second cat.

I was concerned that Demona was getting lonely in the new apartment while I was at work all day. In my old place one roommate was always home so she had someone around. And here she seemed lethargic and emo, so I thought a new friend would be beneficial to her. I expected some push-back because she's a prissy drama queen, and decided to get a kitten specifically for that. Well after the first two weeks of her generally alternating between growling, hissing and staring at me like I put her on a diet, she and the funny looking monster (whom I've named Rosco) got along more or less fine.

To the point that I can't sleep anymore, because the moment I turn the lights out they begin stalking each other through the apartment, running full-speed into furniture and each other.

It's been driving me nuts because they're so fucking loud. And it's always, always going on at 4 am on a weeknight.

So I locked them in the bathroom with the litter box to experiment. And aside from a few attempts at escape when I open the door, there hasn't been a peep. So fuck off PETA, I can't wait for bed.

If I kissed you where it\'s sore

I really shouldn't be awake still, but my sleep schedule is really fucked. I stay up too late, procrastinate sleeping for as long as I can, then feel shitty all day because I didn't get enough rest. Maybe I need some Lunestra or something.

Happy Turkeyday. I'm going over to C.S.' house as per generally-usual.

I dunno. I guess that's all I got. Stuff's on my mind, but nothing tangible. I just feel meh. I guess it's the holiday.

How to not have sex with me

A primer:

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:15 AM, Horny Retard wrote:

hey are you from new orleans?

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:16 AM, mixvio wrote:

Yep.

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:16 AM, Horny Retard wrote:

lol my friend fucked u!!!

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:17 AM, mixvio wrote:

Probably not.

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:19 AM, Horny Retard wrote:

ok , he was my ex though

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:20 AM, mixvio wrote:

Okay, congrats, still probably not.

[truncated explanation on why it's not me]

You/your friend have me confused with someone else.

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:21 AM, Horny Retard wrote:

he's sittin rite here!! 2 years ago
u work at a record label

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:22 AM, mixvio wrote:

Nope, sorry dude.

I'm almost at the message limit, so you enjoy your evening.

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:25 AM, Horny Retard wrote:

hmmmmm ok have a great night.
funny colored bedroom, twin bed next to the window,,

On Thu Jun 28, 2007 01:27 AM, mixvio wrote:

Nope. )

And anyway, what's your point? Even if it were true, do you really think that's a line that's going to entice anybody? "Hey, my friend fucked you!" "Oh really? Well you want a go as well?"

I mean seriously. That, coupled with the rude insistence after I've told you politely that you're incorrect and your ex is mistaken, really makes me want to get my ass in the air for you right now.

But not really.

Sweet dreams!

And scene. Any questions?

Fuck 1and1.com

This is unfortunately only a temporary fix while 1and1.com is holding my domains hostage.

The backup, obviously, never came about. After nearly a week of excuses and "any minute now," I finally got violently angry enough to start threatening the cancellation of my service. This finally got someone to admit that the delay was because they didn't have any backups for me and no one thought to tell me that any of the four times I had called prior and was told it was coming along nicely.

So I got to have a nice screaming match at work yesterday because Miss Pakistani Outsourced IT Gurrl refused to transfer me to a supervisor. Re. Fused. In the end I told her if she didn't do it, she could transfer me to billing and I'd be canceling my package. So that's where we went.

I had already initiated domain transfers beforehand, but they fucked joshuameadows.com up, which is why the site is currently at joshmeadows. But I got the site alive again from staying up all night reconstructing the layout as I remembered it, and beyond a few cosmetic improvements (I think) it's more or less the same as it was before.

I brought the vagina monsters back to life though, which was oddly a lot of work. I also switched it around to work off of the email address instead of IP, so there's some consistency of icons now. I've also been adding a lot of stuff in the backend to help with the stalking issue and it seems to be effective thus far. -p

Fuck 1and1.com.

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