v-s.net v0.6

Thursday, 4:50 pm in Life

Oh.  Migawd.

Dumbest.  Brainfart.  Ever.

So I was working on getting my site up and running using the application/xhtml+xml mime-type, and the current thing I was stuck on was the one tiny snipped of JavaScript sk.log uses to do the ‘rollup’ list of custom groups in the security menus for comments and posts.  I decided that instead of embedding it in the middle of the page like sk.log currently does, I should stick the code in a file and include the file in the template header using the {META} tag.  Too easy.  So I’m sitting there, and I realise that I’ve forgotten the variable I use to store the location for include files (it now currently occurs to me that I don’t have one, yay).  I know if it is anywhere it will be in the header.inc.php file, so I innocently navigate over and attempt to open it… except…

… oh fuck.  I don’t have the ‘Open From FTP…’ window open, I’ve got the ‘Save As to FTP…’ window open!  Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!  So now I’ve over-written my critically important file with a bunch of crappy JavaScript code.  Argh!

Thank gods I decided – for the first time in a millennium – to make a backup of the live sk.log yesterday.  ‘Course that backup was on Ixxis who is sitting on the coffee-table at home.

And that, kids, is why you should never do development in production.

The other day  I was in the supermarket looking for some cheap-ass office lunch (tinned salmon, cup-a-soup, et cetera).  While in the Coffee/Tea isle to replenish my supply of Lipton Mint Green Tea, I started looking at some of those weird-ass herbal infusion shit they’ve got.  In the end I bought two little ‘sampler’ packs; one with Blackcurrant and Lemon, the other with Cranberry, Strawberry and Raspberry.  They are the weirdest thing I think I’ve ever drunk!¹

For starters, the CSR one is bright pink and the BL one is a kind of deep, rich mahogany/purple.  They both smell suspiciously like hot liquid jelly; you know, after it’s dissolved but before it’s set.  I have to admit I used to drink hot liquid jelly (generally when my parents weren’t looking), and my favourite flavours were indeed all berry-related.  The teas themselves taste… odd.  I dunno, it’s hard to describe; like a combination between tea and cough syrup.  It’s like they want to be sweet but they’re surprisingly not.

So now I’m addicted to slightly icky herbal infusion teas.  I think I’ve already had three cups this morning and it’s only 11:30 (I’m writing this while my site is down, yes; ooh, timetravelly!).

You don’t need to use much imagination to realise what that means, either.

1. Except for maybe that Asian pearl-tea drink that comes in the white can with the big green Chinese characters on it and tastes a lot like cold liquid grass. ^

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