so i try not to be boring, but i’m not very good at not posting, so here we have this: if i had anything to write about at all, it would be about how i spent my afternoon getting my mind’s ass kicked by things like the #sessions.sessionID# variables in Application.cfm. ‘logout and clean up after yourselves’, i asked politely, and the dysfunctional little fuckers decided to take a timeout and give me this ‘we don’t exist’ attitude. and that was just the finishing touches on the day’s misadventures. the site had formerly been separated, secure space here, insecure there, and suddenly had to be integrated into one place. each side had its own database, both of which had been given the same name and address by the idiot who designed the thing, and so it was all about renaming and rearranging things and nothing recognizing anything anymore. and everywhere cryptic errors, some inexplicable, as in those sessions hooligans, others very explicable, as in, not only have i been faking it with this cold fusion stuff since day one, i have been without the software since day thirty of the trial.
another thing that’s probably only interesting to me, is the discovery that the idiot that made this site basically just copied code straight off of the CD that came with the cold fusion book, with a few modifications here and there (by which i mean, he copied it, then he broke it). he also let his graphics program code his image rollovers. badly. and his passwords all refer to christian hair metal bands.
the fact that he actually managed to do this for a living for a decent length of time does wonders for my confidence levels.
and while i was working away madly on all this, my email dings, it’s my future ex-bosses with a huge-ass list of changes they want made to the company website before i go. how terribly amusing.
in other news, if i had even a shred of coherency left in my fuzzy little head, i would be futzing around with this router here. for all i know there’s DSL in these here walls, and me too mentally spent to get to it.