August/2005

WHAT WHAT WHAT

How convenient. I can talk while I poop.

Peeps!

Deena just walked in with a weird look on her face, came up to my desk, and put down a weird little device.

It took a few seconds to register, but it dawned on me that it was a pregnancy test.

Yeah, it's positive.

)(#$*)(@#$90)%@#$@#$ holy crap woooohoO! [ doin the humpdy dance ]

I'm on a phone meeting right now, and I really hope I don't have to talk again at all, because I've totally lost my brain.

Amongst the swag scored at OSCon was a 64mb usb stick.

I've never bothered owning one of these, so I was a little overexcited. Using my laptop more often has made me wish for an easier way to carry pgp/ssh/vpncert keys around with me, so I copied all of my shit over to the thing during one of the last presentations of the day.

Went out to Rock Bottom, drank some beer, and realized that I couldn't feel it anymore in my pocket. That's right, sometime after copying all of my private keys to this fucking thing, the usb stick fell through a HOLE in my pocket, and is now god knows where.

I'm really extremely careful about my priv keys. My pgp key was from 1998. :( I just spent the better part of the evening distributing revocations for my pgp stuff, changing authkeys files on the vast array of machines I have access on, and revoked the vpn cert for internal Spime stuff.

On the plus side... openvpn makes revoking access pretty easy, and my keys were so damn old, I guess it was about time to do this anyway. I'm pissed I don't have the stick anymore, though. :( No more ssh rsa key! 4096 bit pgp key! .... eh fuck, who am I kidding, this blows. I'm pretty mad at myself.

So god damn piiiiimp

Delicious.