dotta stuff

22nd of Sep, 2006ce* in: pixelart

a little pixel fun using a limited palette, on a damask tip:

and an avatar I use in forums:

and lastly, a pirate ship!

fishing in the bins

ce* in: diary

I’m an avid recycler, I love nothing more than separating my garbage. I even scrape the little bits off plastic trays or from the inside of cans, even going so far as to wash the cans. Knowing that not that many people do this does get me down, and often people visiting my apartment will just throw mixed garbage into my bins. Or better still, miss the lining bag completely.

The only reason I do this? Well, Japan is rather hot in the summer. If you don’t separate your waste foods from what it came in, it will stink the place out, as different types of garbage are picked up on different days, with burnable (waste food & waste paper) being the most frequent.

A few days ago I half ate some potato snacks. I folded the bag and put it aside to eat later. In a cleaning frenzy that bag went into the bin, complete. Remember feeling bad at the time because plastic is un-burnable garbage therefore needs to be separated.

Fast Forward a few days and I’m drinking beer, wondering what I can eat. I search the house high and low, but no snacks are to be found. I even considered cooking something… however watching a film and cooking are not mentally compatible in my world. Instinctively I went for the potato snacks I had been munching on a few days previously, turfing out the bin to find them. It’s safe to say that I was drunk at this point. I knew it was wrong. My thoughts ranged from “what the hell are you doing?!” to “mmm, snacks”. I knew it was wrong. Finally, discovering the snacks I poured them onto my sofa, the bag stank like ketchup and ashtrays, but the snacks were safe. The snacks were safe.

With no real side effects, I ate 5 day old snacks I found in my bin.

What the hell is wrong with me!

Hard Drive Failiure

7th of Sep, 2006ce* in: blog

Today, waking up on my sofa realising I left my computer on all night, I noticed that my trusty backup USB drive wasn’t working. This drive has been with me through thick and thin for about 3 years, I’ve taken to Japan 4 times!

Also this drive holds my entire working life. And now it seems, all my work has gone.

The list of things on there is too great to detail, but I recently migrated all the movies etc off it to another drive, leaving it purely for work. I even had some documents open when it died. It houses all of my reference material, every scrap of illustration I’ve ever done and all of my work from the past 8 years.

Thankfully I migrated all my email, personal photos and music to my mac from the drive. At least I can get all my important documents from my mail, which is handy (when you’re taking someone to court!). But as for the rest of my digital life, I can just wave goodbye.

I still need to try some other software (disk warrior) on the drive, but it costs $80. My mac tells me it’s a FAT error (which would imply that the file table has become corrupt). Recently I’ve been guessing that the drive was getting de-fragged by the mac when it’s idle because of the data clicking away. Also the mac was set to turn the external drives off (I have two) automatically when they are redundant.

Needless to say, this is a big shit.

If I get the drive up and running again, I will burn a few DVD’s of my most important stuff - for example: my clients!

Luckily, I’m not in the middle of anything major right now. I was working on notion designs re-newal but it was only a template and I have the base image in my email.

fuck fuck fuck :/

It hasn’t really sunk in yet. If I can’t repair it or if the drive is corrupted nonsense, I will have lost years of work, image reference and documents.