October, 2000:

Back from Houston.

More later… must sleep now.

Using Debian is like cheating. Installing things are just TOO easy.

Installed:

Debian has been installed on my work machine. Yay for me.

Upgraded to woody.
Installed helix-gnome.
Installed mozilla.
Installed netscape.
Installed loserjabber.

Going home.

Blech. My 21″ monitor fried. Now I am stuck with a 19″. This will have to be remedied… soon.

[root@djlpc djl]# rpm -Uvh menu-2.1.5-43mdk.i586.rpm

error: failed dependencies:

	rpm >= 3.0.5-22mdk is needed by menu-2.1.5-43mdk

	librpmio.so.0 is needed by menu-2.1.5-43mdk

[root@djlpc djl]# rpm -qa | grep rpm

rpm-build-3.0.5-21mdk

rpm-devel-3.0.5-21mdk

rpm-3.0.5-21mdk

[root@djlpc djl]#

What could you have possibly changed in a RPM package file revision (not even an actual software version number change) that makes THAT big of a difference? I try to compile menu-2.1.5 (I have no clue what it does, just that I need it) and it is missing librpmio.so which, apparently is included in rpm-3.0.5-22 which I CANNOT FIND. Grrrrr.



I am not stupid. I have been using Linux for well over 7 years… and have been using it as my primary desktop machine for a little over 3 years. I am by no means a novice. If I get frustrated, I can only imagine how complicated this must all seem to someone who is just getting started, or worse yet, someone who has never even used a computer before.



I admit, package management is NOT an easy task… but someone has got to have a better way than this. Does any one know if Debian’s .deb files work any better or more reliably than RPM’s?

KDE2 is out. I installed it and it looks pretty nice. I didn’t want to deal with compiling, so I downloaded the Mandrake packages which are made for Mandrake 7.2beta and I am running Mandrake 7.1. This, of course, means a lot of things needed to be upgraded/repaired. There is still one piece that I don’t have installed right, which I believe is why is crashes on me in the oddest of places. I don’t feel like messing with it any more right now though, so I will pick it up again later.

I am starving, but too lazy to go get food. Maybe I can find someone to go to lunch with and it wont be so bad.

My monitor at work is screwy. It is a HP Ergo 1600 21″. Lately, however, areas of grey color that come before or after (horizontally) areas of pure white are tinted red. This is very annoying. I would go replace it, but I am not sure if I can find another monitor this big. It took me forever to get this one, and even longer to get the one I brought home. *smile*

[Sonya] is revjim gay? can I taste him?
[Sonya] he wont notice, he’s sleeping
*riot taste-tests jim too
[Boomzilla] dunno
[riot] he looks straight and mean
[riot] maybe this isn’t a good idea :P
[Boomzilla] my gaydar says mostly straight :P
[riot] my gaydar does too, unfortunamente :P
[Sonya] my gaydar says straight, but thats probably because his nick reminds me of Reverend Jim

I am seriously considering smoking a cigarette. Someone tell me it’s a bad idea.

It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

I went into the doctor’s cold room and sat in that barely padded chair thinking that I would sleep, and never again wake up. I begged them to use local anesthetic only, and not to knock me out cold, but they insisted I could not bear the pain.

I fought the drugs hard, and talked too much. The doctor told my mom that it took much more to put me out than he had expected for someone my size.

I don’t remember waking up, or walking into the room next door. I remember my mom standing in front of me, drying my eyes with a tissue. I am not quite sure why I was crying, but I was.

I walked myself to the car, with only a slight stumble to begin with. When I got to my mom’s house, I went straight to sleep. Other than this three hour nap, and the dry hair and skin, I didn’t really see much more of the anesthetic.

My teeth stopped bleeding within about 2 hours, which I was ever grateful for, because the gauze tasted horrible and I hated seeing so much of my own blood.

The first day I didn’t eat much of anything substantial. Juice, water, pudding, ramen noodle soup. I wore ice packs for most of the afternoon, and didn’t really talk too much. Towards the end of the night, I was beginning to feel better, however, and was a bit more talkative.

The second day, I felt great, other than a slightly sore jaw bone. I drove a little, wanting to get out of the house. I was a little dizzier than I had believed, but not so bad that I couldn’t drive. I went and fed my Tobster. Later that evening I stole a Chick-Fil-A chicken nugget from Misty and managed to eat it in under five minutes. I was very proud. Played cards with my parents and Misty that night. Managed to swallow 15 or 20 pieces of popcorn, which I thought was pretty good. I laughed pretty hard because, my mom and dad and Misty were all drinking and a bit too toasty to drive, and I was the one who was supposed to be under medical observation.

I spent the night at my mom’s again Friday night….. just in case. Saturday morning, my mom made me eggs for breakfast (and pudding for dessert) and then I packed up my stuff and headed home.

I guess it wasn’t until that afternoon that I wish I had stayed at my moms. My jaw was hurting, and so was my stomach from the medicine, and I wanted some pudding. I had pudding mix in the house that my mom forced me to bring… but no milk. Eventually I went to the store. Got milk, yogurt, better pudding, Jell-O, and some ravioli, salad and bread for dinner.

I came home and put away groceries.

Later that evening, I made dinner for Misty and I and we watched “Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels”. I went to bed around midnight or so.

I didn’t sleep all that well last night, and found myself wide awake at 4:30am. And that pretty much brings me to now.

My mouth is still sore… which is to be expected. According to the doctor, I should be able to smoke cigarettes today, and I was pretty sure I could have done it yesterday… but I am thinking about just quitting. Hell… I have gone 3 days already…. may as well keep going.

I think I am gonna take a shower.

Wisdom teeth out this morning. Less than an hour to go. No food, no drinks, no nothing since last night. This includes coffee. *sigh*

Spent the night at Mom’s last night… and will be again tonight. If I am still alive after two days, and haven’t died due to medical malpractice I am hoping I will be able to go home tomorrow night. Probably not, though.

Send words of love, encouragement, and requests to be in my will to 8178459386@messaging.sprintpcs.com… as I may not check my email all that often for the next few days.