Hello 
I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.
Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...
Six Reasons Why I Should Never Try To Argue When Drunk
You'd have thought I would have learnt by now...
My typing speed changes in inverse proportion to the amount of wine I've had, making it difficult to articulate quickly enough the stuff in my head.
I get a confused sense of bravado, and cast my normally cautious "Ah, fuck it. It's not worth it" attitude out the window, in favour of an "I must say this out loud" one.
Wine heightens the emotional effect things have on me. Normally "Meh"-inspiring events turn into things that make me laugh, cry, or get angry.
I get very confused about what I actually think about an issue, and days of internal reflection gets completely lost as I resort to tactics like calling my opponent "a twat".
It's a vicious cycle — the more worked up I get, the more I drink. The more I drink, the more worked up I get.
The inevitable hangover the next day — in particular, its midly depressive qualities — always means that I spend a good proportion of the morning feeling like a bit of an idiot.
Therefore, if you see me in a Slightly Worse For Wear State™, looking like I'm about to let rip into someone, for God's sake stop me.
Object Of Frustration
Gah. I'm in a bad mood this morning afternoon.
Granted, I'm hungover. Granted, I'm feeling a little sheepish after getting into a pointless argument last night. Granted, I have too much stuff to do today — stuff that I should have done ages ago.
But — procrastinating as usual — I thought I'd try out the new router that got sent to me last week, in the hope of organising things a little better here, and maybe finding the cause as to why I've still only got a 512Kb connection to the internets.
Piece. Of. Shit.
10 minutes of set-up applications crashing and refusing to connect from the G5, followed by 5 minutes of minor, hopeful success from the PowerBook. Followed by...
"Damm you. Why are there no advanced settings for your port forwawrding? Why is everything in Happy! Helpful! talk? Why can I not get past your 'wizards' and into something more 'creative'?"
When I do eventually move house, I'm going to spend a bit of time reconfiguring everything. Until then, I'm sticking with the router that works.
Recovery Position
(Just an excuse to show off my streaks 
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telnet you say ... Hmmm
...
Hey, you know what I just found out? I can telnet into the DM602 as well.
Which means that I can do something rather cool — I can write a script that periodically checks to see if the internet is reachable (by curling Google or something), and if not, reboots the router (because that's usually what the issue is)
Recovery Position
Have you got a ratty-looking dog on a piece of string with you? 
Are you implying that I look like a Crusty? 
I was thinking more along the lines of: "Got any spare change?" 
SecondLife Oddities pool slideshow on Flickr
This is my new favourite group. A collection of those weird moments in Second Life where things just go a little wronger than usual — I've got a few glitch-shots dotted through my stream. I'll have to dig them out and add them. But for now, my pubic hair disaster will have to do
Oh fucking hell, you didn't say it was a Speedtouch? Right, there's various ways to check what the issue is with that, all of which are far too complicated to put in a comment. Basically check out the Be Unlimited forums on the web — you can actually telnet into that thing and do all sorts of crazy techie shit.
Great fun.