Finally got everything moved from stage to here. What a pain in the ass. How kind of WordPress to import my links from the stage blog, but not the categories associated with them. Thankfully there weren’t that many!
So now, finally, I can has blogging back? Can has!
I’ve been steadily c&ping my little fingers to the bone trying to pull over stuff from my myspace blog. I still have a year’s worth of archives to work though. I’m not pulling everything over, some of it is just nonsense, some only relevant to my other myspace friends.
It’s a boring, tedius task. But I hate seeing that big gaping hole in the archives. It annoys my sense of esthetics. So I’ll continue copying and pasting until it’s done.
I really need a personal assistant!
updated Feb 17, 2009
I manually imported over 200 blog entries. I didn’t import a lot of the quizzes and surveys from over there, nor any of the quick notes meant specifically for people on that service. And, much like the other entries pulled in, comments didn’t come with. However, as far as I’m concerned, it’s done.
Yay me!
I got all of the blogs pulled off of the old Sabreland.com database. Due to the nature of the homegrown cms running everything, I didn’t get comments pulled in on the old posts. There were too many to try and link up with the new ids assigned by WordPress.
To get the old entries in, I used the Import CVS Plugin. I found this one after hours of searching. I found another plugin first, and saw it referenced all over the web, but apparently the support for WordPress 2.7 isn’t so hot. So I went with the other one.
It took awhile to get all the data in. My comma delimited file was causing issues with the plugin, and I couldn’t get categories to come through. But after hours of massaging and promises of chocolate, it finally got all of the posts imported.
I then spent several hours reassigning categories and cleaning up some old links. There’s still a few tweaks here and there, but they can’t really be done until the blog is moved live and off the stage domain.
Now I’m off to try and get some of my myspace content in. Which means nothing but hours of hand entry, one by one. Joy.
A few more style tweaks, a bit of rearranging, and I’m done. I can’t recall the last time I was this happy about something so mundane!
Okay, it took forever, and there’s no good reason for it to have done so. Well, other than I’m lazy. But, hey look, the blog is back!
I still have a buttload of content to back-fill, and that’s what has been holding this whole thing up. I finally decided that I’ll deal with that later, I just wanted to get this up because I am seriously itching to bitch about a thing or two.
Yeah, I know, shock and surprise.
*cough*
Once I figure out how to convert my old data to something that WordPress can understand, I’ll pull it in. Well, not figure out. That part is easy. Let me rephrase, and be honest this time. Once I get off my lazy ass and convert my old data to a cvs file that I can import into WordPress, and pull in (manually!) content from the evil MySpace, the old content will be here to once again critique and poke fun at.
I missed you little blog, I missed you so much!
So yesterday I went to the neurologist and got all wired up for a 48 hour EEG. I have several electrodes covered in gauze and glued (yes, GLUED) to my head. The electrodes all connect to wires that go into a backpack I’m forced to tote around.
Here’s a picture I took drew:
For the curious, basically they are looking to see if the big fat white spot in the below image is mucking up my brain:
Srsly? You have to ask if a cyst the size of a golfball might be mucking up the brains its displacing? Ooookay then.
*mumble*mumble*
I know I neglect this little blog, and my friends on here, and for that I do apologize. I’ve had quite a lot going on in my little corner of the world. My last blog was rather vague in what I was dealing with, but at the time I was still in a state of shock after a conversation with my doctor. Now that I’ve gotten used to what is going on, I’ve come to somewhat accept it and have turned to making random jokes about it. I presume that most of the people who read this know what’s going on, but just in case, here we go…
I am sure that you have noticed that not only am I not blogging as much these days, but I also do not respond to things that I otherwise would have in the past. I have chosen not to engage some of the stuff that’s been dangled in front of me for a very simple reason - life is too short to get wrapped up into constant negativity and hateful words.
It’s been a bit of a weird time for me. A lot of doctor appointments, tests and prodding, and now something large looms overhead. Quite frankly, it has me reevaluating a lot of my life, my feelings, and my interactions with others.
When you are faced with the very real possibility of having someone literally hack into your brain, some of the little things become less important. The snipes and snarks seem not as important as focusing on the happy points in your life.
I don’t have time for silly games, and I’m clearing my personal space of those who would rather snipe than dream, who would rather be filled with hatred than the possibility of love.
There is no room in my world for negativity. There is only room for the important things. Love, laughter, and happiness. If you aren’t bringing it to the table, you aren’t invited to dinner.
It’s just that simple.
To all of the Obama supporters out there,
We worked hard, we worked our asses off…
And we did it.
Yes, we can.
Yes, we WILL.
My love, my hope, my belief,
Sabre
Hit the polls immediately following my doctor appointment. I would have gone before the appointment, but there was a crazy line, so I went after. Score, no line!
If you haven’t voted yet today, get your butt out there and do it. This is, quite frankly, the most important election I’ve ever been a part of. And, I can say with some pride, that I -have- been a part of it. I’ve volunteered, I’ve knocked on doors, I’ve talked with my neighbors, I’ve had well thought out intelligent conversations with people about what this race means and what is at stake. I have never been so emotionally invested in an election before.
Of course, I’ve never been so stressed out either. And I was joking with my doctor today that maybe what she thinks were TIAs was really just a sign that I’m stressed to the breaking point. She said fat chance, but hey, anything beats my brain simply melting down!
Okay, back to the point… see? Brain, melting.