Archive: December 2009

I was eighteen ten years ago. I’d not really had a girlfriend, I was getting into this “Social Internet” thing (I’d been to several AFE meets and a couple of AFP ones), I was just starting at university. I’ve moved

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The site as it started was an extension of my interest in games, and to find out how this “web” thing worked. Later, it became an extension of my life at school, injokes and bits. When I hit Uni, it

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Originally, Aquarionics was straight HTML written in EditPlus on my non-internetted computer (ah, the year 2000), transfered to zip disk, brought to University and uploaded. My first hosts – Pennyhost – ran windows-based servers which supported server side includes, which

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The journal really started as part of the old Aquarion site back on Netmanor. I was keeping a daily-ish diary of what I was doing and thinking, mostly as an exercise to keep me writing. Most of the entries for

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Livejournal’s rss feed system sucks goat balls. Please do not comment on the LJ feed, because I don’t get notified and I’m unlikely to notice it. (Not that I get a huge flood of comments in any form, but the

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Ten years ago, I had a website. I find it vaguely amusing that for the first few years of the site’s existence, I have copies of the entire site. One such is for January 1999. I was running a monthly

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So, today I’m going to talk to you about the True Meaning of Christmas, because right now it’s that or the True Meaning of Art, and there’s a seventeen floor drop outside my flat, and I’d hate to have to

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We sit, and we watch. Today is the 25th December 2009, although it’ll be boxing day by the time this is posted. It’s five to midnight. Today I woke up early when I got a text message saying my server

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Let it snow Originally uploaded by Aquarion Since there’s no place to go.

Okay, so I’ve stopped writing. It’s not just here, it’s everywhere, really. I’m not making any progress on any of the things I should be writing or doing, the stuff, the actual *plan* that means I’m not turning computers off

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