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i got a lift with rob down to king’s buildings and was about to swipe into the security system so i could get into my lab when i realized that i didn’t have my card. i must have left it at adam’s house after my exam yesterday (in a strangely authoritarian setting, we were forced to have our ids on our desks while taking the exams). luckily, when i dropped by later that day the id was sitting at the security guard kiosk and all was well.

my time at king’s buildings was well spent as i finally got the ‘net part of my honeynet working. it took me a while to get the routing to work properly (if i only understood ethernet a little better i would have probably figured it out sooner), but now i can ping my virtual hosts from the outside world. now i just have to start reading up on snort and iptables and start implementing the honey.

this kid from pittsburgh that i met on moc sent me an mp3 by a pittsburgh band called the ezekial. apparently, they’ve just split up, which is really unfortunate, because the one track that i’ve heard is really first rate. when i began listening to it, i was like “yawn, another token emo band”, but the melodic intro soon transitioned to some dark, fast hardcore, then into a screamo part, then some more melody (both in the music and in the vocals) before switching to a slick maiden-metal guitar riff. sounds odd, i know, but it all fits together really well. here’s the mp3 if you want to give it a listen yourself.

what’s better than hearing that young people took to the streets in france to protest their parent’s utter apathy towards rising facism? hearing charlotte church recount an anectdote where g-dubya asked her what state wales was in. you’ve got to love british television. i can’t get enough of them taking the piss out of the american president.