frustratedTime for a general round up of what goes where.
Livejournal
No link, you're reading it. Stories here are posted for feedback/commentary which gets worked in to the finished form, they're generally first-draft level. The rest should be obvious.
digitalraven.org [web] [rss] [atom] [
digiraven_feed]Main site. Home of my structured writing online. Mostly a collection of the stories I've finally got around to editing, with the odd compsci/political/media rant thrown in for extra fun. Been dead for a while, but that's because I hate editing things.
zeropointinformation.com [web] [rss] [atom] [
zpi_feed]Research and repost stuff. Articles that I find interesting that aren't by me. Lots of politics and new media wank recently, but that's because I'm turning into more of a political creature (whether I want to or not). Covers everything I find that's a) cool and b) firing my brain. Been on hiatus for the past month or two, recovering slowly.
del.icio.us [web] [rss]
External social bookmarks. What I'm reading at random and want to remember. A replacement for a normal bookmark list. Might give some insight, if only of the "Oh, Stew's being boring again" variety. Also contains what I find cool or brain-firing but not both. As well as a load of old toss from mefi, boingboing and so on; same as everyone.
enemy territory [subscribe]
Political rants. Serious rants, at that. Sometimes offensive and over-the-top enough to be funny. Most of the time involves me getting drunk, picking a target and trying in vain to weave some thread of politics through a lot of swearing and disturbing imagery. Been quiet recently, but will pick up with the election over here.
mobile mail [digitalraven{at}livejournal{dot}com]
Straight to my treo, which I carry at all times. Even in bed. Relying on e-mail more and more now, especially with the weird hours and extended socialising. Makes things easier when schedules clash because of stupid things like fucking timezones.
gmail [digitalraven{at}gmail{dot}com]
Conversation, communication, and anything with an attachment (send one of those to the Treo and I will find interesting new ways to kill you). Plus, something I can reply to with a real keyboard and not feel like I'm texting.
There. Show's over. Booze, women and drugs to the left, vast piles of money to the right.
