Yeah, it’s broken


So, a couple of nights ago, some little asshat found and ran a script that would exploit a hole in WordPress that totally fucked up my installation. Mine and about 9000 other people. People that do this kind of shit should have their legs broken with lead pipes. Slowly. In public. There’s just no excuse for being shitty to random strangers for no reason other than “because I can”.

So I’m rebuilding. From scratch. My archives are gone. Half my pictures are gone with the archives. I may be able to rebuild all that at some point, but not today. The galleries are still there, and still seem to be working just fine. And yes, I am still alive, just so buried in work and other stress that I haven’t had time to do jack shit, really, other than work, and work, and (knit a whole hell of a lot on the Peacock Feathers Shawl) work, and work, and clean, and work, and um… work.


2 Comments, Comment or Ping

  1. Hey - glad to see you even if you are buried in work and stress. Was just about to grill Kim about your whereabouts.

    August 25th, 2005

  2. kim

    The world has been too cruel to our poor Holly lately. It took me a couple weeks to confirm she was still alive. So found the culprit for your public execution yet, H?

    August 25th, 2005