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...and what did you do for christmas?
Dec. 26th, 2005 07:07 pmI'm used to present-giving being on the 24th; my Finnish background. Our joint present this year was our W2K/AS server lunching its boot disk: oh, happy day. No data lost, of course (you do keep backups, don't you?) but it's our DHCP and in-house DNS server, and feeds authentication data to samba on the linux server too, so we lost all SMB shares too. We bought a new 160GB drive from PC World (they're occasionally useful for something :) and... oh, arse, I can't be bothered to go into the details. Suffice it to say, the drive is up and running now in another box with a partial Windows install on it. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ramtops' and my rusty and always partial understanding of AD was interrupted by tiredness, lack of patience and general pissed offness by the evening, so there it sits until we find the gumption to kick it again.
Yesterday was better, but nearly didn't happen. Lilith, the vile golden-eyed monstrosity, was but one-eyed on Saturday evening: her right eye was glued shut and looked inflamed. It didn't seem to be bothering her, even whenramtops cleaned it, so we decided to let the fault develop overnight. If she'd still been piratical in the morning, we would have had to find an emergency vet somewhere on christmas day and miss out on our planned excursion. However, by some miraculous (and probably deeply suspicious) agency, the pluth thing was firing on both eyes when we got up. So. To Chippenham.
A very fine christmas dinner, and even better craic, right into the early hours with our hostspurple_peril and gmul, and fellow guests beermat and agc. It really was a very good day indeed, and huge thanks and respect to purple_peril for cooking beyond the limits of sanity. We arrived with one of ramtops' infamous chocolate mooooose!!!!! too, as that is gmul's drug of choice; it also likely had some significant part to play in how late conversation lasted into the morning.
After much washing and clearing up in the morning, we returned home to an angry and offended Tribe (they don't like their blobs going off without asking for the permission that they would deny), and found that Harriet Jones was human after all; I had thought better of her, but I suppose that was naïve optimism in the face of all human history... Ho hum.
ramtops' and my rusty and always partial understanding of AD was interrupted by tiredness, lack of patience and general pissed offness by the evening, so there it sits until we find the gumption to kick it again.Yesterday was better, but nearly didn't happen. Lilith, the vile golden-eyed monstrosity, was but one-eyed on Saturday evening: her right eye was glued shut and looked inflamed. It didn't seem to be bothering her, even when
ramtops cleaned it, so we decided to let the fault develop overnight. If she'd still been piratical in the morning, we would have had to find an emergency vet somewhere on christmas day and miss out on our planned excursion. However, by some miraculous (and probably deeply suspicious) agency, the pluth thing was firing on both eyes when we got up. So. To Chippenham.A very fine christmas dinner, and even better craic, right into the early hours with our hosts
purple_peril and gmul, and fellow guests beermat and agc. It really was a very good day indeed, and huge thanks and respect to purple_peril for cooking beyond the limits of sanity. We arrived with one of ramtops' infamous chocolate mooooose!!!!! too, as that is gmul's drug of choice; it also likely had some significant part to play in how late conversation lasted into the morning.After much washing and clearing up in the morning, we returned home to an angry and offended Tribe (they don't like their blobs going off without asking for the permission that they would deny), and found that Harriet Jones was human after all; I had thought better of her, but I suppose that was naïve optimism in the face of all human history... Ho hum.