I'm getting rid of my PC for a season!!

Those funny moments in life are the ones that allow us to laugh at ourselves.

I was about to get on an escalator and just before stepping on, I looked down to check when I should put my foot down - I never did put my foot down, the steps seemed to be racing past my foot at lightning speed.
I used the steps instead.

These past few days have been tiring - I stayed up all night/morning to figure out why www.malcsman.za.net/dev didnt work the way I wanted it to, so I kept trying different things. Last night I went to a mens' meeting where I almost fell asleep and then I spoke to this one young guy afterwards to attempt to wake up so I could drive to a pizza place to get some food for supper!

This is the last blog I post from this PC at home.
For those that read this from afar, this is what I have decided apon after the ultimatum from the mens' meeting:

Transfer the data from an old file server onto a disk, as the old file server has a unique fs type unknown to ubuntu. Transform my PC into a file server for Eastside. I have asked my parents to hide the adsl router away from me so that when I'm home alone, or when the computer is not in use, I cannot use the internet. On Friday I'll take the PC to church so I can connect it up to the LAN and hand out usernames and passwords, as well as burning a disk for Catherine.

With no computer usage at home, I'll be able to do more!

I will clear the computer stand and make it a workspace so I can finish making Jaime. Even tho I had just connected my sound, I'll use my mp3 player for music. And I'll put my Bible mp3 disks onto the drive so I can enjoy them too.

To be absolutely honest, I cant wait for the freedom!

Hello Peter, I have a complaint to share.........

Indeed I did and I got quite the response too!

My complaint was about an alarm company that used to send Adult
Kangaroos that could jump over the gate to check if our place was OK
or if the criminals were still inside, but now sent
Mini-Baby-Kangaroos to come check my place out. Two of the MBKs wrote
notes to say "sharp fence" and "devil fork" the other day.

Cute?!?

You should be able to see the difference between MBKs . and AKs | - if
not, ask yourself if baby kangaroos can jump higher than their
mothers. Thought so...

I was beside myself and logged onto hellopeter.com to voice my
complaint last Friday.
This evening I got a call to say that a senior rep. will come visit me
to talk to me. I even got mail to say that they are investigating the
matter. To cut things skew, I was greeted by a sales man to buy a key
lock thing (which can be broken with a hammer) and told I would get a
written report. Neat hey? Thought I'd get an explanation to the MBKs,
not a bad lesson in sales..
I hope that report will explain things.....

ok, that's my rant for today. I'm gonna get to bed 2 hours before I
got to bed last night!!

35W RMS per channel....

I thawt the day would never arrive...

I'm a true old-school young adult who acts like a teen sometimes!
I have an old Kenwood solid state stereo amp that has a faulty final-stage-amp, but a working pre-amp AND a dyNaCO valve power amp!!

Though the only thing now is that this room becomes a furnace...

I did have a bit of a sparky start to brilliant sound though - the transformer had dodgy input connections and I did this when I was in half-awake-sleep mode. I managed to cross the wires and short them, so when I powered up, it went BANG!!!
so ALWAYS fix dodgy looking connections! Lucky for me, I powered down almost immediately and I didnt blow a fuse!

BTW. If I connected direct from the computer, I think I would have mismatched things. I'm not gonna guess the rest, nor did I want to make things blow up - great thing is I can still choose my input with ease!!

Just think, if I get another four speakers and place them around the house, I could host a house party and leave my PC where it is...

OK, I'll stop

In all fairness, I have been naughty

When your elders tell you to stop doing things (A) that make you feel that you need something (B) more, which in turn puts a large trap (C) in your path that you don't see, because of your arogance (D) towards bad things due to the first thing (A) and the way it made you feel. So you get trapped by the trap in the path (C) and the before you are drawn into the whole trap, you realise that you are in the exect same place as you were when you fell from your relationship with God (NOT God's relationship with you). So you look to God for the help you need to get out of the trap.

And then you start to understand a concept of Peter walking and then sinking into the water, asking for Jesus' help and getting rescued immediately.

Being called to be a disciple of Jesus by another disciple of Jesus with the authority to make disciples is an honour only later in life when I have come to understand Jesus' teachings. With this understanding producing a love of knowing and understanding Jesus more and more, just like His first disciple, my love for God has grown. Now I just want to know more than I already know. There is this will inside of me that I can't explain.

Exploring and doing the things I should not do (A) and the things that they bring (B) and eventually place (C) before me, can destroy the strong relationship I have with Jesus. Though because of Jesus' love for me, His relationship with me is never distroyed (except on that day that Jesus returns to earth).

The unfortunate result from exploring things you shouldn't do on a regular basis or even irregular like now and then, is that you start to love these things (B) and the feelings they may bring. It may not be obvious at first, but if you really think about it, you would rather do the things you shouldn't, instead of loving Jesus by doing the things He commands.

I'm not writing about something specific. I'm writing about the many things in this world that we eventually love and do instead of our first love, God. Be it sport, TV games, music, cellphones, sex, computer games, body building, IT, drugs, networking, sexual play, computer software and/or hardware, drinking, internet, coffee, coke, magazines, gym, etc.(A,B) All these can become the something in our lives that destroys our relationship with Jesus.

God doesn't only care about us, the grown-up children and adults, but also the children and babies. We are all, as disciples of Jesus, called to be an example to the children. An example in how to live life and honour God. This requirement is not only for Sundays and the lives of christian children, but for every second of every 24 hour day for the rest of our lives on earth and the lives of every child that sees us (A,B,C).

As I said, I was naughty. I picked something else (B) instead of God the other night. The consequences were grave. When I fell into the trap (C), I didn't realise it at first, but as soon as I figured that I was about to do something that I loved doing instead of the other thing I love, I stopped in my tracks. I thought for a while why I'd want either or both. I chose God. I chose the thing that I love. I asked Jesus to rescue me and He did, immediately. I'm glad that I chose God instead of the activity that I had become addicted to.

If I had chosen my addiction over God, I would have lost all the ground that I had gained in my relationship with God. I would have had to start from the beginning again. I have now removed all contact with the person (and people) who would have taken part in my addiction with me.

Why do I call it my addiction?
I have taken part in this activity so many times that it is now a part of who I am. I can't imagine myself without it, therefore I'm addicted to that activity.

I have a deep desire over this specific activity that I would like to transfer over to God. I can hardly imagine the result of turning every picometer of myself over to God, going bad. I'm sure you've got something in your life that you serve more than God. Have you ever felt this way?

God says that we cannot serve two masters at the same time and be happy with both (Luke 16:12-14). We have to serve one master and one master only. I choose my master to be God.

Who will you choose as your master?

Facebook.......

aahhhh, yes.

The immortal faceBook...Why does something so unsociable become such a
craved resource when one has almost nothing to do?

aaaaaaaaaargh - this is annoying, but I'll try the extra days in
February to see how far I can go

*sigh*

How to feel exposed at work...

Yes, right now I feel very exposed.. But I'm not showing to anybody my feelings...

Anyway, this is just a quick note on how to feel exposed at work:

1. Wake up
2. Drink coffee
3. Shower
4. Dry yourself
5. Put clothes on
6. Eat breakfast
7. Leave the house...
10. ...Arrive at work
11. Work
12. Work
13. Work
14. Smell yourself without lifting your arm
15. Realising you forgot to put deo on.....
16. .....Feel exposed.....

Simple hey??

Cant recall the last time I went bonkers...

Did you know that taking a MONTH long break from facebook was probably
the worst thing I could have done??!!

I have missed events because of this. Events that I would have loved
to attend. This is all doing me good in a mysterious way. And then I
was tagged in a video??? er, what video did I get into? I generally
make a video look bad when I'm in it. Notifications are nice to have,
but they have just enough info there and just too little to give one a
good idea of what's going on, that one wants to login to find out -
something I'm going bonkers about..

It's only half way. Reminds me of what it felt like when I was
quitting smoking - no, I'm not quitting facebook just yet..fear not?!
because this is often the closest I come to old friends and
unfortunately the farthest from social interaction - something I didnt
enjoy for years while behind a computer doing nothing but geeky stuff
without pay.

Now I get paid for being a geek and I am in a social environment where
everyone jokes and pulls pranks with everyone else. Best job I've ever
had!

Now that I've had some lines to blow some chunks, I'll leave you with
a glass of fat-free milk (white coloured water).

Tomorrow is a day when I can't wait to get back to studying! Learning
how God gets things done is such fun. You should try it one day - it
will bless you, no matter what field you're in!

{;o)

eh?

WARNING: Some paragraphs could be crude, depending who reads them...

On Thursday evening we went out for fish at a place called simply fish or something like that. I was not sure which fish dish I was going to try. Looking back, I should have had the Hake. I chose the linefish. It was butterfish. Butterfish is normally dry. This butterfish was soft and it tasted as if, after it was grilled, it had been soaked in thick oil for ten minutes before being served. I felt a bit sick after the second mouthful, but I ate and decided never to have it again - it was disgusting. Try Disgusting for R69...what a bargan!!

Rich, very rich food |-> myASS

So on Friday morning I had a really bad dream - I would normally share, but the image of having wet poo all over a shirt may disturb sensitive readers?!? In bed, I lay on my side and decided to fart in bed and get seven or so minutes more of sleep. I let wind, but after it felt odd I put my hand down there and realised I passed..ok, I won't go there, but I'm thankful I didn't have to wash my sheets. I ran to the loo twice after that, went for my shower and after five seconds I hit the water lever and sat down to pass another slime ball or three.

I got to work thirty minutes after I had wanted to be there, which meant I had to leave thirty minutes later. Instead of coming in to sit down at Andrew's desk (Andrew is on leave till Monday), I ran off to the loo. I came back and worked on creating new email addresses, out of office replies and deleting the junk mail in the support ticket system. I was thirsty, so I went to get myself some water - I clean forgot to get the cool water from the water dispenser. Good thing that I didn't as I had to perform an emergency stop and get myself sitting down as soon as was impossible!! After that, I must have visited the loo another six or seven times.

I learnt how to move data from a local database to an online database. Ok, I knew how to do that, but I didn't know the paths to get to the databases nor the username and password to use. phpPgAdmin has the same sort of feel as phpMyAdmin - I come from a mySQL past. The last time I tried postgres, I broke something and spent hours converting the dump into something that mySQL would understand. ie, I only know how mySQL and phpMyAdmin works.

Andrew, if you read this, type the first few letters of the name of the server you want to connect to and press TAB - I got too lazy to type ssh root@whatever all the time, so I made some scripts...see you Monday morning!! as if he'd read this...hahahaaa??!

I'd love to have access to the money I earn, on a daily basis and not on a 32 day basis. I therefore needed to give Inge my account number, but I had no idea what it could be. I lost the paper that had my account numbers on, so I went to the bank to get the two account numbers. The rain was going to be too much for me to handle, so I parked right at the doorstep to FNB Menlyn Square. I figured three rand was not much to pay. The bank was not busy, but after seeing three people I had been there an hour. My bottom-end was about to explode into a sticky, gooey, stinky mess... I expected to pay more than three rand as the three rand only covered thirty minutes. When I went out, I saw I needed to pay six rand for being parked for an hour, but I had to pay eight rand. I asked how long I had been and the teller said one hour and six minutes...why I had to pay an extra two rand for being inside for six minutes, I don't know?! But the teller said it with much pride - or as though she couldn't care less..

Due to my explosive rear-end, I decided not to go for a banjo lesson nor go to a party that was held for Simon who recently returned from America. After eight in the evening, it was like the liquid became ice. After nine, the ice became dry-steam and then disappeared completely after ten.

I got the box-set of the Gummi Bears series. This evening I watched two DVDs. I enjoyed that. I'm only on volume 4, so I'm only, just, half way! Great thing is that I can watch my favourite shows while babysitting. I'm babysitting on the seventeenth this month - don't want to be nasty or anything, but I do hope Jordan has not learnt how to take more than three steps by himself..he's a lot more slower if he crawls!?!

If I'm near you, please refrain from telling someone so that the whole world hears about the latest in the [mini] world of Facebook - it may cause me to stay off it till the end of February and then I won't come to any of the events that I've been invited to...

Shout-out to Nicholas!! The Nicholas from Eastside Youth, ofc..

I love my job and my work...

FYI - I'm off faceBook for the month of January.

This week I have been the only support person in the office and I
basically got thrown into the deep-end of Linux support.

It was VERY scary when I sat down and FORGOT what command to use while
sitting with my boss..er, I blamed the holidays!?!
I'm now at home with all the commands that I need to use. It only took a
couple of calls and a few many tickets to process, to get my head around
the forgotten.

I'm so pleased with myself - I managed without the usual guys that I lean
on regarding linux support!

Between support and going through a linux training manual, I get requests
from people in the office for either help, or things to do. I don't mind
at all - I used to sit up late or early into the mornings messing around
on shells, IRC and my linux box. So this is the perfect job for me!!

Hence I love my job and my work!!