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I've got the strange feeling everyone is ignoring me. Maybe I've suddenly jumped into a huge mood of paranoia or something, but... still...

My parents haven't contacted me in a week, well since my dad went back home. My mother should have gotten back with tash ages ago but they haven't contacted me. I was awaiting the evil wrath of my mother but that hasn't come. None of my friends have contacted me in ages, and whenever I go to ring them their phones either ring out or I get their messagebank. People online seem to have faded into the darkness. No one is hardly ever online. I'm spending most of my time watching TV nowadays instead of doing things on here. I've even gotten to the point where I now check my email once every few days instead of refreshing gmail every few seconds. What is wrong with me!!!!!!!

Maybe it's just that time of the year. Everyone appears busy... But I'm not... It sucks being alone. Will someone just talk to me or something, yell at me, abuse me, talk about the mating lifecycle of the christmas beetle... I don't care.

On a lighter side, there's 71 glow in the dark stars on my roof. And I didn't put them there. Hello paranoia.

World peace

If every human being spoke like chipmunks 24/7 there would be world peace, no wars, total harmony. It is just that funny.

S Club 7 in fast motion, singing chipmunk style, pwns.

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Zack the Security Advisor

heh heh

Please to be reading this forum post concerning the recent exploit located in mIRC Script P&P.

*\o/*

I have white teeths!

Ponderation

I wonder if my flat mates are getting restless, because nearly every plate in the place is in my room. I wonder what they're eating off. Tis a day to wonder.

An alien is amongst us

Apparently, slightly out of the blue, someone moved in a week ago. This someone, through intensive research, has turned out to be a female of unknown origin. We knew someone was moving in (because two people moved out, was it cause I smell bad?), but we didn't know when or whom.
Lena pulled me aside today to tell me she has finally caught sight of our Loch Ness Monster (describing her in the nicest way possible) walking up the stairs to her Fort Knox room. She is none-the-wiser about the situation aswell. Who do we call? Katrine!
You see, Katrine is the President of the Social Club, so she MUST know what is going on (oh and another good thing is that we get all the left-over food from the bi-monthly SC BBQs). Anyway, our heroine (no, not heroin, that's another blog) was just as clueless as Alicia Silverstone. She had the inside information that someone was going to move in, but had never met her. So we've ran out of options. Or had we?
Lena, being the social butterfly of the group, decided (without any pressure from us, yep, she isn't here to defend herserlf) to be the one who went forth against the unknown foe. I ran to my room to barricade against the upcoming storm.

Now, somewhere between me running like a little girl and Lena being our saviour, the enemy changed teams is now friends with Lena? I still do not know her name, where is she from, or why she is living less than 5 metres away from the foot of my bed. But Lena and her are now trading life stories and probably ganging up on me for next month ritual "Zack locks himself in his room for 3 days".

Females? I can definitely live without them. Well, I kinda did for a week.

The Supermarket Society (SS)

Supermarkets (grocery stores) are strange places, but they're one of the most reliable societies in the world. I bet you whispering amongst yourselves, "Is this guy on crack?", just stick with me here.
It doesn't matter which supermarket you go to, in whatever city, in any random country, as long as it as many aisles and people, you're set to learn about the Supermarket Society (SS). You walk in through the turnstile, grab a basket or trolley and head for aisle 1 (or aisle N, where N is the number of aisles in the store). Now whether you start at the end or beginning says something about your personality.
Now that you've made this important decision walk up to the end of the aisle, turn around, and start shopping. You'll greet people on the way back, collecting items, and so on. When you reach the end of your aisle, move onto the next aisle. And low and behold the same people from the last aisle (who decided to walk the normal way), you greet them again, smiling this time, collecting your items.
You reach the end of the aisle, turn to the next, and oh my, there are the same people again. You start acting more friendly as you both flow through each aisle. By aisle N-1 you've learnt each other's life story, exchanged numbers, and have agreed to meet the following night.

It's strange how supermarkets work.

i pwnd my uni

Well I'm home now, and guess what? I'm still connected to the uni internet; even though I only paid for last semester. Total ownage. I wonder how long this will last.

The trip back was HORRIBLE. I got ATTACKED, yes ATTACKED, by a drunken idiot on the bus. But he got taken away by the police ^_^

I'm glad to be back, and ready to hit the books..... against the wall on Monday.

Long time no see

Hi!

Disappearing

I'll be gone for a little while, don't miss me too much. I'll try to get on and stuff... Nah I won't! Cheerio.

Gmail FAQ

I have written a fairly extensive FAQ for users to get help when they run into issues with Gmail. The URL for it is http://www.gmailfaq.tk/.

Thanks to those who have contributed, and if you have any sources, sites, information, whatever you think I might me interested in, give me a shout at rushworld [at] gmail [dot] com.

And yet another post dedicated to gmail...

People might start thinking I'm obsessed or something... Anyway...

I have been thinking about how gmail invites are allocated. There HAS to be some sort of system, it can't be random (or can it?). I have 3 thoughts on how they do it.

1) It's random. But only for the first round of offers. Random people are given the first lot of 3 invites (at a specific time) and over time they receive more and more. But this idea doesn't fit in with the fact that some people have to wait between weeks to get more invites, and some people get them everyday. So therefore move on to the next idea...
2) Account usage. I got my first lot of invites within 10 hours of receiving my account, why do I think this is true? Because I sent a huge mass of emails, and received them, sent bug reports and suggestions, all within that 10 hour time slot. I've been talking to many people about gmail (MANY people, so many are obsessed) and they all agree that 10 hours is rather quick. I've sent about 10 bug reports and 12 suggestions so far, have over 100 emails in my "All Mail" folder, and around 80 in my "Sent Mail". This shows rather huge usage of the account.
But even this idea leads to issues, because some people use their account just as much as I do, but don't receive as many invites. And some people don't use their account as often yet receive even more than me. So this idea doesn't seem valid either...
3) My last idea was how much usage your invitees (also inviter) performs. If I was running google and wanted to REALLY test it. I'd reward those who can invite people who will benefit the system, ie those who will send bug reports, suggestions, questions, and actually use their account with day-to-day usage. This seems like the most likely (to me), since a lot of those who I've invited have went on to use their account rather well, and here I am, having received 28 invites so far.

So which one is it? Maybe it's a combination of them all and maybe stuff I hadn't thought of? It's just another mystery of google that makes it so interesting.

Google-watch-watch

If you've been keeping tabs on the ever increasing craze about gmail you'd most likely know about this site. In case you're too bored to read it, the guy is basicly bad mouthing google and gmail. Talking about security issues and other mundane crap.

Well now there's a new contender. As he is watching google, some new guy on the block is watching the guy watching google. Reading his site is quite hilarious after reading google-watch.org.

Don't believe everything you read on the Internet.

Gmail accounts

I am the proud owner of the following gmail accounts:

rushworld@gmail.com
mircscripts@gmail.com
bigpenis@gmail.com
roffle@gmail.com
modulus@gmail.com
teknique@gmail.com
spamabuse@gmail.com
spermbank@gmail.com
randomaddress@gmail.com
hotfood@gmail.com
hexdecoder@gmail.com
mirc.coder@gmail.com
retardhour@gmail.com
2ndplace@gmail.com
god@

You're probably thinking, "he got lazy and didn't finish the last one off!". You would be mistakened. I actually am the proud owner of the gmail email address "god@". There's a nice little exploit you can do when register an account that will give you login names that are lower than 6 characters.

But before you get all excited and start abusing me to tell you what it is, there's a catch.

You cannot log in, nor can you actually send/receive any email on it. You can't do anything with the account. I was logged in once and sent an email to myself, and it gave me an error at the other end.

So why am I posting this information? Cause it's 2:04am, and I'm bored.

Oh, and don't ask me how I did it, it's useless.

Btw, if anyone wants any of the above (bar rushworld@gmail), just contact me and I'll see what I can do.

w00t akilled

Yes, it's official. The great zack^ has been akilled from DALnet because he was infected with an IRC Trojan???

It was because my antispam bots messaged a DALnet massad antispam bot, and they thought it was spam. Oh well, DALnet have been helpful and it'll be removed in a few minutes (3hr akill).

Those who didn't want the antispam system in place got their wish.

omfg

I spent all last night coding an anti-spam bot for #allnitecafe, making it advanced so it was linked to all ops so they'll always be an op to remove the spammer. Well guess what. It seems my hard work isn't respected.

I was being patient with the users (zack-styled patience), trying to sort it out. But then one of my closet online friends decided to literally tell me to fuck off. And that was it.

Fuck the bot. Fuck the channel. Fuck you all.

yay!!!!!!!

GMAIL IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!

WHY!

Why must you people leave?! WHY! ;_;

lol b&

I have recently been banned at pedophile for commenting, simply for stating that her layout is too bright and needs more constrast.

That user seems to be quite upset against my friends "attacks" against her and her friend, in the form of googlebombs. Something like, pedophile and animal sodomy.

lol, fun