Wow, things are almost back to normal. I have the middle of a gross throat
“thing” involving lovely phlem, and a rusty cough. The house is clean(ish)
the cats have survived a hyper couple of days of playing in wrapping paper,
and a few bits and pieces of new stuff have found homes. Among these are
three siamese fighting fish in a mini-beta holder that Firefly got me.
Getting this inspired me to dust off (literally) my old fishbowl and get an
occupant for it as well. So far the three (the new fishbowl is a divided
rectangle holding two) new fish are surviving, and doing their job of bringing
me calm. They have obtained a place of honor on the top shelf of my computer
desk, right at eye level. This also allows me to keep an eye on the
investigating noses and paws of various cats who are likewise interested in
their sleek and sexy shapes and colors.
I did go out to the boxing day sales today, but thankfully the only thing I
came home with was a $10 pack of batteries. Not bad, especially when I was
looking at $2000 flatscreen TVs and $1000 home sound systems and thinking
“not bad…” Sanity prevailed however, and I’m all ok (and not as
poor as I could be either).
Tonight was mostly spent thinking that I really should continue on with
re-writing the personals
search scripts, but I ended finally fixing my X
font problems. Turned out I need not only a fonts.alias file for my truetype
fonts (/usr/lib/X11/fonts/truetype which is created with this script with details on
this page) but also to
use the xfstt font server. To do this:
- apt-get install xfstt
- Then symlink your truetype font directory(s) into it’s directory with
something like:
ln -s /usr/lib/X11/fonts/truetype /usr/share/fonts/truetype
and update it with:
/etc/init.d/xfstt force-reload
- and add the following to your /etc/X11/XF86Config-4
file:
…
FontPath “unix/:7101” # local font server
…
Now not only do we pages like this one not look like absolute shit, but I can
also use fonts such as Tahoma (tahoma, tahoma/I love you, tahoma/you’re
always a day awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay) without
them looking like, well, again, shit. Yay me. Now a bit of re-writing and
then I’ll do that bed thing. There’s work to be done tomorrow, even if from
home.