April 10th, 2003


Misty Morning

Walked to work again. Huzzah! It was harder than it was on Tuesday - I'm not sure why. The weather, a little more moisture in the air? The glass of syrah I drank last night? Didn't stretch as much? Quien sabe. At any rate, I feel virtuous, in an Augustian sort of way, having done it twice this week. If I can do it 3 times a week on a regular basis, I'll feel like I'm actually moving towards getting into shape.

Spent much of last night trying to track down a mysterious occurence a player had reported. I couldn't find any trace of it in the runlogs, even grepping on strings from the player's log that -should- have appeared in the runlog. As time passed, I started worrying that we were having another case like the Israeli hackers, which happened before I came on staff, in which they had such complete control of the machine/game, that they were able to act as uber-immortals, manipulate the game and their characters without the staff ever knowing what was going on.

It turned out the player hadn't mentioned that all of this had happened the night before, which was why it hadn't appeared in the runlog, and it was Dyrinis setting up a plotline with an object he'd restrung on the fly. Gah. I don't know why I worry about this so much, since Andy has us locked down pretty tight, and is good about installing the latest updates as soon as they appear. The only way someone could get at us would be by finding an unreported exploit or physically assaulting ginka - which seems unlikely.
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