- Beware: Personal ranting ahead
I had originally planned to move everything back to chaos.co.nr. it all works. Or worked. My old webpage did at least, but i thought blogger's would be tidier... so i tried that ftp thing.
It didn't work. And now im stuck with an Error 403. I'm forbidden access from my own webpage.
Now i'm sure i did something wrong here. I just hope i'll be able to change everything back to where it was. Free web hosting is hard to come by, and i sure as hell aint using it properly.
For those who'd like to insult me for my incredibly spastic actions, leave a gash at the gate of my door. I'll count the new ones daily, then shout "DUMBASS" at the mirror while repeatedly stabbing my left shoulder with a paperclip. Please note that i'll do this only till my box of paperclips have been exhausted. That should be about a day.
There are other stuff, sure, but when i look back at this page one day i'd like to chuckle and shake my head and go "ah.. yea those were the days", and not burst out in gigantic tears before flinging myself in the nearest furnace. so i'll be brief: Halo, Slack, measly 73.
I had originally planned to move everything back to chaos.co.nr. it all works. Or worked. My old webpage did at least, but i thought blogger's would be tidier... so i tried that ftp thing.
It didn't work. And now im stuck with an Error 403. I'm forbidden access from my own webpage.
Now i'm sure i did something wrong here. I just hope i'll be able to change everything back to where it was. Free web hosting is hard to come by, and i sure as hell aint using it properly.
For those who'd like to insult me for my incredibly spastic actions, leave a gash at the gate of my door. I'll count the new ones daily, then shout "DUMBASS" at the mirror while repeatedly stabbing my left shoulder with a paperclip. Please note that i'll do this only till my box of paperclips have been exhausted. That should be about a day.
There are other stuff, sure, but when i look back at this page one day i'd like to chuckle and shake my head and go "ah.. yea those were the days", and not burst out in gigantic tears before flinging myself in the nearest furnace. so i'll be brief: Halo, Slack, measly 73.