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Tavern Diary Volume 4


2.22.’05. 2:51am.
I have finished AriesDog's book short novals collection "握手" (shaking hands).
Well, very nice.
It's very simple and funny.
No wander it has a good sales record.

But, well, a noval is a noval.

I can't explain.
I stopped writing for years.  It's not suitable for me to say that.
Maybe becaused I've aged a little.
I'm not quite easy with too-simple comics stories now.
Carrying some weight of day-to-day life.
I suppose that's much closer to my current situation.

I listen to more medium-heavy rock-n-roll than pop music recently, too.

I sounds like a staled intellectual now. ^^;

Anyway, AD's "握手" is very good.
After all, a noval should look like a noval.
I suggest everyone here to read it. ^_*'

2.20.’05. 6:19pm.
Today I went to the Taipei International Books Exibition.
It's the last day of the exibition, but is not crowded as expected.
I went to the Must Muster Publisher, but did not see the boss.  It's a pity.
But I say Way-Way, finally, after so many years.  That's really a surprise.

Also I bought the legendary lesbian martial noval "Feng-Hsiang Lock Store".
I may write some review after I read it.
He he~ ^_*'

2.20.’05. 5:11am.
2005-02-20, rainy
Tavern Diary is done, as Selima 2.12

The last attempt is 2004-01-29
The previous manual-written diary entry is 2001-04-10
It's almost 4 years for this to be done.

There's no need to write everything on the guestbook anymore.
What a good thing~ ^_*'

2.20.’05. 4:33am.
Tavern Diary Testing with Selima 2.12.

1.29.’04. 1:16am.
Testing

4.10.’01. 0:00am.
I don't know if this is happy or not.
I've played computer games for 2 weeks.
I don't know why.
I don't know what I'm bothering,
or what I'm escaping.

Don't think I'm happy.
Please don't.
Sometimes I don't know where could I stay.
Sometimes I feel like there's no way to go.
Don't envy me.
I'm suffering, too.

They say, "Be yourself."
That's the subject of my twenties.
Now I'm twenty-nine.
It means nothing anymore.
So boring!
What can make me better
besides to be myself?

Or, we are destined to live our live
with these garbages all alone.
That's it.
What else can we do?
Nothing?

I hate them.
No fresh things.
No exciting future.
All are deadly lying there
day after day.

Please,
change the world.
Make this world a little bit different.
Please.

2.21.’01. 4:01am.
Isn't it very stupid
when you love someone
but let go all the chances?

I was watching the Japanese TV series
"Long Vacation" recently.
Some romantic feelings quietly
slipped inside of me.

It's all nonsense.

2.21.’01. 3:48am.
The annotation on the guestbook, the counter
and the last update has been finished.
The guestbook script was largely modified.
Most of the settings were moved to the front,
to enable others easy to modify and use.

If you need a guestbook or a counter,
or if you want to learn about
how to write a guestbook or a counter,
You are welcome to review and
use them freely.
If you have any questions,
feel free to ask me, too.

Now, I can be responsible to the term:
"open source".
If others have to take one month
to read and understand,
that's not open source. That's shit.

It's tiring.
I hope I can take a long vacation.
The "Hyper TextPlayground"
and the common module are not done yet.
But I'm quite tired.
I haven't slept well for several days.
The eyes are aching and fainting.

Next, I'll work on the "Technology Ring".
It was a unfinised plan long time ago.
I try to discuss something about the internet
without the e-business or so.
I wish I can work it out now.

1.29.’01. 4:34am.
I had written a short essay
without the start and the end.

I'd saddenly realized.
Thank you, quity.
The sunshine haven't come yet,
but the clouds have gone.

It's fate to be together.
It just happened.
That's the way it is.
It cannot be enforced,
nor can it be explained.

Isn't it also fate
to be apart?

The story has its own way.
Just feel free
and let it be.

12.17.’00. 11:18pm.
Thinking.
Writing.

BBS testing has finally ended last week.
I plan to build a BBS in this year.
Learning to build linux,
to build apache/sendmail, and BBS.
Now I've achieved my promise:
To finish all the engineering
before the end of this year.

Then I can put them aside
and start reading and writing.

I feel really very easy,
very happy.
I can write something again.
There're so many to read, so much to do.
They were put aside for a long time.
I can't figure them out in a hush.
But I'm not worrying.
They shall be figured out very soon.

Then,
Let's start moving now! ^_*'

11.8.’00. 7:22pm.
I was hasten to make som documents
for the open source codes of Tavern
in the past 2 days.
The plan to release source codes
had eventually come to an end.
It was tiring.

11.6.’00. 1:56am.
It's still inadequate yet,
but I'd released the source of Tavern.
No documentations or annotations yet
No release notes
and authority announcements yet, too.
I'll finish them A.S.A.P.

It should be v6.3 .
I've tested on the following platforms:
Linux / Apache / CGI Perl
Linux / Apache / mod_perl
Microsoft IIS 5.0 / CGI Perl (ActivePerl)
Microsoft IIS 5.0 / ISAPI PerlIS
As for the copyright, it is ok, basically,
if not for the commercial purpose.
I'll write the detail in a couple of days.

You can refer to "About Tavern"
for more details.
If you have any questions,
feel free to discuss with me.

9.28.’00. 7:19pm.
I was sick.
A serious fever.

I've bought a new Linux Server.
and have finally fullfilled my dream.
I was busying moving the websites,
learning to setup Linux/Apache server,
doing tests, fixes, mendings.
If you experience any problem
surfing this new website,
please tell me.

The new Linux server kills me.
I learn Linux at the company at day time,
while I learn again at home at the night time.
I'm tiring out.
I've never thought of it so tiring.
I was still thinking all about the website,
while I was sick and layed on the bed.

There're still plenty of things to do.
I wish I could get through all this nightmare
A.S.A.P.

8.26.’00. 4:44am.
I've changed my monitor
to a new ViewSonic 17" monitor.
I've changed my keyboard
to a new Acer keyboard.
I've bought a new computer.
I'll take it back tomorrow.

Watching at this unfamiliar big screen,
typing on this unfamiliar new keyboard,
feeling the unfamiliarness.

Alright.
I'm tired.
On this rare vacation,
putting plenty of files and programs
in their order.
Watching lots of familiar but foreign e-mails,
feeling tired inside.

Then,
I'd better go to bed now.

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