So any time there's some weird computer behavior at work (e:paul) blames it on "the hacker". It's typically really funny, but I guess you'd only find that funny if you were a huge fat nerd like I am. Ahhhhh, snort.

Anyway I have this network at home that I'm teaching my self networky stuff with at my own pace, and I've come into a bit of anomaly. An anomaly that I'm going to blame on bad karma, and not the sweet Radiohead kind either.

Now, I'm not the most honest person in the world. I've done things on the slide from time to time in my life. I'd like to think that anyone who'll tell you that they have never done anything dishonest is probably lying to you...to get you in bed, or to buy a lot of magazines you'll never read. Yeah. And I don't think a little wi-fi theft is outside the realms of reasonabitlty. I figure your broadcast it, you want people to pick it up, right? Well my neighbor broadcasts, and though he wanted to have me (and the other house tenants) pitch in to use his network, he also wanted to dictate what we could do on said network. So naturally, I said bully to that and got my own connection. But then I got my lappy and discovered the joys of bedside web browsing at the expense of my neighborly neighbor without paying a cent. (Insert sheepish grin) (Bad Karma: 1pt, Good Karma: Ziltch).


Ok, I'm going to stack the logs upon which I will burn now.

Jenny gave me a wireless router when last I visited her. I bought an antenna from new egg to broaden the signal, but they didn't work together so I exchanged them, 60 bucks, and a lil white lie at CompUSA for a new SUPASWEET Router and now the anomaly!(Incase you were still keeping count; Bad Karma: 3pts, Good Karma: Goose Egg).


My whole house (3 aptartments) shares one internet connection and thats why I'm using a router at all. It's nice to share files and an internet bill and not have to worry about big brother making sure all the porn you look at is nice healty clean porn. I've even secured our network so that we can make private transactions wirelessly and so that we're the only one's using the net work (Bad Karma: 3pts, Good Karma: one measly lil point), but there's something fishy going on.

I've uploaded a snapshot of the DHPC table from my router and yes there are more computers on it than I currently think should be on it, but this could just be a lack of experince or something, but it's pretty clear that 1 Muja Compy, 1 Downstairs Compy, 1 Upstairs compy, and 1 Enknot Lappy dose not equal 7 connections. Alas, I will learn, or maybe catch the hacker in the act...

You guys are sooooo open on this site. It's kind of intoxicating.

Sorta makes me feel like you internet people aren't just funny numbers inside my lil lappy impersonating shapes that look like people. If you guys keep it up I might put my guard down.

Ok, I'll let something out.

There's this Jenny. She's like a drug, no better, no worse. She's my dopamine.

She's funny, and cute, and we talk everyday, and we've dated, so this isn't that story, but I think I have a problem.

I haven't left my house for social activity since...well since I impersonated Bob, and that company party thing was kind of a flop. Lots of nice pork chops to eat but mostly it was people who gave going out up a long time ago and somehow forgot why for a night. I escaped before I had to dance with the lady in the tight bell bottoms..., but that's another story.

About this Jenny, but before I digress, I have gone out lately, just not often enough. Mardi Gras was too cold and the energy was way too low. That's right I saw no boobies, it's was a sad time...so back to digressing.

She's great and I always have her, and so I have this excuse for failing (there's always jenny...), and I've been doing terribly at meeting other people.

Oh there's Erika, who's cute and has a million friends, and there's Colleen who I met a bar and mostly likes me because of my hair (which by the way is kinda lame), but my problem hasn't been missing a lady lately, not really. I don't think.

Jenny's a really good friend. She was a shitty girl friend, broke my heart on valentines day even called me up this valentines day to rub it in, ok she must have forgotten or just didn't remember, but she's always there. I guess that means a lot to an over aged bachelor. Even if she is 3000 miles away in the other red state...

I'm leaving my compy behind. I'm leaving it in the car and I'm going to attmept to impersonate a co-worker in order to sneek into a company party!

It's a little patheic, but it's more fun this way!

so if you see me at the company party...call me Bob!!!

I'm posting a new posty.

Ok...

My phone is dead...

It died last night in a puddle....

All the people in my phone, are drowned.

A moment of silence please...sigh

I wil miss you ...phone.

boy Paul, this thing get's crazier every day.

I'm going stir crazy...

yes... crazy

I need to get out mor...err at all.

I havne't even gone christmas shopping (that's right christmas not xmas! jerks!)

I don't spell check

I sit in bed all day and write programs

I guess this is ok since it will soon be interspresed with graphic designing things (...poorly).

this is my life, and I'm not ashamed to share it....I'm not.....


gawd I'm such a senic (how ever you spell that overhyped word)


Ok no more bloging..... bloging...pfft

here's my new handle

--enknot.com
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