3 posts tagged “freebsd”
Remember, when switching from ipfilter to pf, things will not go as expected if both are running.
1 mostly dead hard disk, 1 freebsd box, 1 external ide to firewire enclosure, three hours of fsck.
I recovered about 6.5 gig of important files from the dead box.
Time to learn enough about gmirror to create a mirror set on the two drives for the box.
The way I feel this morning reminds me to pay more attention to which drugs I take before bed - it's supposed to be one valium and some codeine. Instead I took the codeine and the muscle relaxant. I slept badly but I'm nothing like as sore and rigid as I was yesterday morning.
I have a vague memory of Owen getting into bed with us and Emily telling him not to wake daddy. God knows when.
So, last week odd things start to happen on bat.ourshack.com. Looking at it we find disk errors. Hard errors. Lots and lots of them. I'm lucky, I back up every day using Dirvish. I have a feeling others may not have been so lucky. I do some work and get the server up again. At the same time I start to notice pain between my shoulders.
I get my ass into gear to work on ant.ourshack.com and create a jails for customers2.ourshack.com. This is a stop-gap until we can do something better. I managed to get my most complex sites over. So we head off to Tidworth for my brother-in-law's 40th birthday. At this point I start to notice that my sore back is getting very sore. I start to live on ibuprofen. It helps. A little.
We get back home on Sunday. I don't sleep (as with the last few days) because I can't actually lie down because it's so bloody painful. Monday visit the doctor1. Apparently my upper back is spasming. Lots of drugs. Valium, codeine, a horrible muscle relaxant that makes me feel horribly sick. The drugs help a lot. However, my mind is not what it should be as you might imagine.
It takes a while but I get some more client sites over to the new server, making a bunch of silly mistakes because my brain is mush. Yesterday, bat goes dead. Really dead. So Emily drove me into Brighton to get the damned thing.
And so it continues...
1My doctor rocks. He's a part time lecturer in evidence based medicine. We spend half the time I'm there talking about junk science and pseudo-science.
