2004 / march / 07
Fever
One nasty fly. From nothing to 39 in half an hour, all I knew was that I needed to be in bed, now, and that's where I stayed for a few days. Only today I've been really up again. The living room was in the state I left it in Tuesday evening, halfway sorting papers and a washing waiting.
And boo, boo, I missed the perl mongers' workshop on Friday that I was looking forward to.
Websurfing is no fun when the temperature rises like that, and only when it started falling a bit I realised that the router I was using to extend the network to my bedroom was probably having its firewall on. No wonder I couldn't ssh anywhere nor look at my test websites, none of which are running on port 80. Oh, and it was daisy-chaining NAT/DHCP, though that turned out not to make a difference at all. The marvels of a 30 euro little black box.
Still, one amusing discovery was the Glasgow Survival site. Is Glasgow the Rotterdam of Scotland (or better, of the UK?) Or is it vice versa? Harbour cities, past glory, ugly projects, a north and south side that can't stand eachother and naturally have their own football club, and ned culture... Rotterdam gave the world Gabberhouse after all! (Rotterdam could definately do with a subcrawl thoug, one to nil).
Meanwhile, mlMac was pumping bytes around and so I finally had a look at the US edition of the brilliant BBC sitcom, Coupling. My God. They are really hilariously unfunny.
