“you’re letting the terrorists win!”

i live in my friend B’s basement. it’s not as weird as it sounds; he’s about a decade older than me, i’ve known him for ten or so years, and the basement’s actually furnished into a complete apartment- bedroom, kitchen w/stove, sink, etc., bathroom, living room, etc. and i pay him rent so i’m definitely not mooching.

occasionally we’ll talk about politics. well, he’ll talk about them. i prefer not to because it usually only ends in argument or judgment, etc. because people seem to think that your character should be entirely based upon your ideas of political guidance and so forth.

well, over the past two days it really hit the fan.

a bit of GNU ddrescue magic…

right now, i have the 750 gb seagate hooked up and doing a badblocks test.

when that finishes, i’m going to:

1. partition it into a ~345gb partition and a ~405gb partition
2. set up ext3 filesystems on both
3. GNU ddrescue the old dying data drive into an image file on the 405gb partition
4. mount the image file as a loopback device, and copy what i can to a 160gb hdd i had lying around. once i get the image’s contents down to ~320gb, i’ll copy the rest to the 345gb partition.
5. use GPartEd to delete the second partition and grow the 345gb partition to the whole drive.

here’s hoping it works with no hitches.

EDIT:
venting and frustration below. not for young eyes.

“psychedelic latex is never aesthetic sculpture;”

(“magnetic poetry #1″ – cathartic love letters, brent saner)

so!

i finished the most recent update to my portfolio. 13 new pieces! and i fixed a WHOLE crap load of typos/spelling mistakes in other pieces.

you can read it here: cathartic love letters (143 pages, 187 pieces)
(a list of new pieces are on the changelog)

here’s a highlight of my favourites from this update: the “thursday night alone” series (foul language. be warned.)