*groans* It's too late at night for this bullshit...

So now the LJ hackers, who are cheeky fucks, are posting to comms they've hacked warning against hackers. They link to "me" only the link goes to one of their creepy spampages.

Pass the word, I guess. They just pulled it on [livejournal.com profile] boyskissing, FYI.

(thanks [livejournal.com profile] drgaellon!)
Okay, it looks like the "hackers" who got me are up to old tricks again. So.

NOTE ADDED 3/12: The hackers are now posting to comms they've hacked warning against hackers and linking to "me", as many other comm mods have done. Except the link goes to their creepy spampage instead, and they've hilariously mis-spelled my name. Note sarcasm.

I fucking hate how paranoid this sounds but: if you see a warning post, or a suspicious post of any nature, for god's sake hover your mouse over the link and check the URL that shows up in the lower left corner of your browser to make sure it's actually directing you where it says it is. If you don't recognise any part of the URL, don't click.

And onwards.

HOW TO PROTECT YOURSELF FROM LOW TECH FAIRLY INGENIOUS HACKERS
By Sam Starbuck, Age 29 1/2

How to defend yourself against this particular hack, report it, and protect yourself against their spyware. )

I am leaving comments open but please be aware that I am not LJ Tech Support nor am I in contact with anyone else who has been hacked. If you ask a question that is answered in this post or that you could get the answer to from Google or the LJ FAQ, I will probably not reply, though someone else might. Mac users, I have minimal Mac experience; if you post here someone else might help you, but I can't.

If you would like to use this post as a messageboard to contact people who have been hacked or to let people know you have been hacked, please feel free.
I COME BEARING LINKS. Links to exciting things!

[livejournal.com profile] bjewelled has written a Top Ten Pet Peeves list for Writers -- it's mostly aimed at fanfic, but it applies to writing in general as well. And is also really funny. As ever, if you go, please stay polite; you represent the cafe and have a reputation to uphold.

Number 10 in particular is endemic to the Torchwood fandom and makes me fucking nuts. As someone whose minimum standard for chapter length is three thousand words (and lately, as with In Another Life, I just push it to max posting size, usually around seven thousand) it immediately makes me stop reading when people post 500 word "chapters". Nobody is impressed; everyone is annoyed. And if you are in doubt as to your chapter size, bookmark a wordcount program.

I'm also fond of 10a, but you know me, I love lists that end in #a. :D

In other news, several people have contacted me to let me know that you can now remove old email addresses from your LJ account, as long as your current address has been valid for six months or more. I strongly recommend that you remove any addresses you don't have control of anymore. An old uncontrolled email address was the direct tool they used when I was hacked. Many of you already have security questions, but this is an extra layer of insulation against low-tech hacking.

Also, given everything, I'm very proud of LJ for instituting this -- in the past we've criticised them a lot for introducing new features we don't need and not addressing features we should have, so it's nice to see them reprioritising. Well done, Livejournal team!

And before you open a comment window: DO NOT ASK YOUR LJ TECH SUPPORT QUESTIONS HERE. Even if they're about the hack (ESPECIALLY if they're about the hack). Or if you do, do not expect me to answer them. Check the "picking up the pieces" tag (on this post, for your convenience!) if you need more info. You will find it all there, from friending bots to security questions to recovery techniques.
Okay, you guys, I love you all, but I am not:

1. LJ tech support
2. Jaida or Rave
3. An antivirus guru

Please stop asking questions about LJ security here.

If you clicked the Shoebox link, even if the link was dead, run a viruscheck to see if you have any keylogger programs on your computer. If you don't have a program, somewhere early in the Picking Up The Pieces tag (which this entry is tagged with, for grate efficiency) there is a recc for a good antivirus software. If you have a Mac, you are likely a-ok. AVG and AdAware are good; you can find them easily via Google.

I don't know what Jaida and Rave will do. It depends on whether they want to reup Shoebox and Rave wants to recover her journal. I don't have contact info for them but judging from my comments they have both been made Very Aware of the hack, so I recommend against notifying them further.

The best way to keep this from happening to you is, well, first, Don't Be Internet Famous. The hackers are targeting high-traffic blogs or people who moderate high-traffic comms. Second, make sure that the email address you used when you opened your LJ is still valid and in your control. If it is not, go to https://www.livejournal.com/set_secret.bml and set yourself a voluntary "security question" that LJ will ask before assisting you in changing your password. This will prevent someone else from "changing" your password for you. OBVIOUSLY if you suspect you may have a keylogger on your system, run a viruscheck before you do this.

In the words of the great Douglas Adams, DON'T PANIC already. :D
Hey guys -- does anyone have a saved copy of the Guide To Discworld Reading that I posted in January of 2005? I just realised it's one of the more permanent casualties of the Hack. And while I could rewrite it, I'd really rather not have to. Not that it doesn't need updating anyway...

I've completed the tagging and unlocking for 2008, so the majority of the last year and a half's entries are back up. Now comes the bloody business of cross-checking what's there against what Google Reader has archived, and hand-uploading those entries.

You know, as satisfying as it will be to have a tidy journal, I have to say that being the human test subject for the "Nothing ever disappears off the internet" hypothesis was not exactly pleasant.

In other news, Coworker B brought me chocolate and a cherry jolly rancher sucker. She wins Thursday.

In other other news, a couple of people were intrigued when I mentioned that the new journal title is from a Chumbawamba song, and many more were intrigued to hear that they'd written a Shakespearean-style love ballad between two men. So I thought I'd upload a sampler of their work that does not include I GET KNOCKED DOWN, BUT I GET UP AGAIN. :D Because they really are a pretty sublime group of artists and I am deeply in love with their cover of Daddy Was A Bankrobber.
Well. That went fast.

When I started pulling together all the little strands of information I'd need to recover the journal after the hack, I was optimistically guessing a few weeks aloud, though privately thinking it'd probably be more like a few months before everything that could be recovered was. Now that I'm working with the mirror sites, though, it's moving pretty fast. I managed to get August 07 through March 08 uploaded last night, and today I went through and unlocked, backdated, and tagged every entry.

Some entries are missing, of course, where either IJ wouldn't archive them or they were never posted there in the first place. Those'll take some time, but I can nick 'em off the Google Reader feed. Depending on how fast I want to work, I could be finished by the end of this week. Certainly by December the journal should be as close to its original state as it is likely to get.

As much as I like having a record of my life, I was half-tempted to delete everything relevant to Bernard's little pissfit in December and my family's resultant nervous collapse. Instead I sanitised some posts that had been locked and then unlocked them because really, it's a fairly compelling story, especially given the fandom aspect of it. I'd totally forgotten the idea of interfandom wank breaking out because Bernard and I were at each others' throats IRL, but it still makes me laugh.

I wrote this somewhere in early 2008, and it's either incredibly prescient or deeply ironic, I'm not sure which.

I wrote a sonnet ages ago about the peril of preserving information on modern data-storage hardware, especially from the viewpoint of an archaeologist in our distant future; they may not have the ability to read a CD or a Jumpdrive, but a piece of carved rock is always a piece of carved rock. I don't advocate going back to the way it was done under Augustus or anything, but when something like this happens it does make me think about how my life is recorded. And then I start thinking about "internet archaeologists" digging up fragmented corrupted files in the distant future, and I want to write another novel, which I think is just proof that my mental self-preservation instincts are still intact.
BTW -- am still wrestling with the computer and with livejournal over getting my old entries uploaded. IF YOU SEE an entry from me that looks out of place or seems irrelevant but is at the top of your flist, check the date. And then let me know, so that I don't fill your Flist with posts from August of 2007. Thanks guys :D
So.

I gave LJSec a little trial run last night, and it cracks me up how finicky these programs are. LJArchive won't download my original LiveJournal or GreatestJournal, but it will download InsaneJournal; LJSec won't download InsaneJournal but it will download GreatestJournal. NOTHING will upload to Copperbadge unless everything I have posted in the past month is labeled as "backdated", so today I'm going to go through and backdate these entries. I have no clue what this will do to the look of my journal or the order or whathaveyou of the posts so, if you see something awry, don't panic. It's just me engaging in a philosophical debate with a machine.

By the time I cross-reference and tag everything, it might just have been faster to hand-code. We shall see. I will say that when this is all over I should have the best-indexed livejournal of ANYONE ANYWHERE.
Except for the really harsh hand-coding, I have finished uploading through August of 2007. The vast majority of the uploading from now on will be automated from the GJ/IJ mirrors.

Jesus christ, I need a drink.

As it turns out, uploading the more recent history is way more traumatic than the old stuff, even being miserable in Texas in 2006, because my memories of it are so much clearer and you guys? How did I not realise how incredibly miserable I was at the box office last year? I mean I know I didn't have a gold standard to compare it to, but seriously. Many terrible things have happened in 2008 but at least I don't work for a fucking nutbar anymore. As much as I liked my coworkers...fucking nutbar.

Dear BossBoss: I love my job and I am grateful you think I am competent and I will burn you a Torchwood DVD set and I want you never to fire me. Yrs, Sam.
I sort of knew that 2005-2006 on Copperbadge was going to suck to reupload, because I do have to at least skim each entry to make sure it's got its proper tags. I knew going into rebuilding that time period that I'd been in a bad headspace, especially mid-2006 before I left for Chicago. It's just, Jesus, could I not have STFU about it once in a while?

And then I come across entries like this:

I am not cool with giant spiders biting me on the throat. To be fair, it crawled out of a box of books I was carrying and might have been THE READING BUG, but somehow I doubt it.

and I'm okay again.

I am a little sekritly smug to read my posts about dealing with Bernard and know that I am now indisputably Favourite Son. Bernard might still get special treatment from Mum and Dad, far above and beyond what he deserves, but I'm okay with that because I am Favourite Son. The level of comfort at which he lives or will live has stopped bothering me, so if he spends the rest of his life miserable I don't have to care, and if I don't have to care then I don't have to be angry that he's not taking advantage of the tools he's being offered to ensure his future happiness. It's very liberating.

It's still really, really strange to look at our internet situation, though, and realise we both came to greater or lesser degrees of fannish prominence without the other's knowledge. He was marginally conscious of my fannishness, but he's a BNF in a fandom I didn't even know existed. He's never given any indication that he knows about [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge, though I've given him no sign I'm aware of his journal either so that doesn't necessarily indicate much. On the other hand, given our relative temperments both online and off -- my tendency to avoid wank, his tendency, well, not to -- I suspect that if he knew, particularly if he found the "reasons i hate bernard" tag, he would probably make me very aware of his displeasure. If he even recognised himself.

I'd write a book about all this if I could figure out how.
2005 is done! Except for polls and photoposts, all the hand-uploading is completed. I'm now more than 50% finished with the manual part; I just have to get through 2006 and half of 2007. After that I can hopefully automate it. I'll still need to read through everything that's auto-uploaded to make sure it's kosher, but reading isn't so bad. Besides, 2005 was a significant year of suck after May, and I'm just as glad to be done reliving that.

Technically I should be uploading what I can automate first, but I decided to start in 2003 and just work forward, because I have very little logistical sense when it comes to times and dates, and am easily confused.

Sidebar: When I was done with Two Centres the first thing I did was go back and build a timeline of the events within the story and then redate everything so that, you know, TUESDAY DOESN'T GO MISSING. You don't even want to know what I went through with All That I Ain't Got; everytime Jack said I MISS JOO and Ianto replied HOW CAN YOU MISS ME YOU ARE SITTING NEXT TO ME EATING A SANDWICH was really me reminding myself how the timeline worked.

Back to the point: 2005 is uploaded. And to celebrate, I would like you to go have fun doing a meme that is not safe for work. GO ON YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO. Anonymous posting only, plz.
Updates on the recovery effort. )

I thought you might like to see some trivia from what I've been recovering:

On seeing GoF: Also, my stepfather thinks that "Headmaster Baltimore is really cool" and my mother liked the makeup work on "Lord Voldemark."

In response to an overenthusiastic reader: Just as a general announcement, I'd like to make it plain that there will be no whippings, spankings, or sharp blades of any kind on my LiveJournal.

And I've been compiling all the LJ "names" I've had over the years. I remember the reasoning behind a few of them; others I can't imagine how they were prompted.

An Allegory on the Nile
Spin and Other Vices
Envied for Being a Whack Job
Evil with a Twist of Lemon
Dear Geoffrey Chaucer
Shoeless Joe Jackson, Calling From Tangiers (song lyric)
The Sandy-haired Son of Hollywood (song lyric)
The Massive Continuity of Ducks (LPW quote)
Inappropriate Shenanigans on a Library Ladder (LPW fanfic quote)
Sleepless in St Nowhere (St Nowhere was the name I gave my gradschool town)
A reasonable snake with abandonment issues (Seriously, where did this one come from?)

ETA ALSO:
Our hearts beat time out very slowly
Too many words, not enough notes!
Makin' Brave and Playin' Dead
This could be improved with porn
The Camel Animagus: tall, blond, and cranky
I'm already totally lost in the hows, whys, connections and wherefores of all this, but here are some things to remember before everyone freaks out (too late for me, I'm afraid).

1. Most importantly: If there are any email addresses associated with your LJ account that you no longer have control over, remove them remove them remove them remove them now. If they are the originating email address on the account, uh, reopen the account or contact LJ support to get it removed, I suppose. It can be done -- they removed my hotmail address permanently.

2. As far as I know, there is no connection between the Russian "friending" bots and the hack, but that doesn't mean the connection doesn't exist. http://nympholept.livejournal.com/tag/russian+bots has more info on the friending bots, which I haven't really looked at because I can only handle so much at one time. I don't really see logically how the friending bots would work in concert with the hackers, but *throws up hands* I never thought naming my email address after my LJ would get my LJ deleted, either.

3. Let's all remember, there are nice bilingual Russians who mean us no harm and do hang out on this journal. Cold war jokes are funny for like 0.2 seconds. (Granted, for those 0.2 seconds, they are pretty fucking funny.)

3a. As a personal request, PLEASE, if you have a question about all this, read through the comments on the last two or three posts before you ask it, because I'm getting a lot of the same questions and, generally before I can answer, a lot of the same answers. Which is, you know, just a trifle irritating to me at a time during which I am not my normal tolerant self. I'm not going to sic the cafe on you or anything, I'm just going to...fume, or something. And nobody wants me fuming, right? Bad for the ozone.
More hack info via [livejournal.com profile] lazywriterbum, one of the maintainers of [livejournal.com profile] bad_sex. The full info is beneath the cut below, but the relevant part for most of you is:

A number of people found keyloggers on their computers after they clicked the russian poetry site link. A few people actually attempted to translate it (the poem is about eating shit, apparently) and are regretting it. We are advising people to go to pack.google.com and download the free Spyware Doctor and run a scan, also running a scan via Housecall if they don't have an installed antivirus program on your computer.

I am so, so sorry, you guys.

[livejournal.com profile] insafemode was hit worse than I was -- he lost access to his Gmail as well -- and [livejournal.com profile] dreamingjen has been suspended for a post she didn't make.

Info from lazywriterbum )
Numbers are dancing in front of my eyes...

I spent all morning, when I wasn't actively working, on reconstructing the LJ. I've downloaded everything Wayback has on 2004 and saved it to the flash drive; January through March is mostly uploaded, though there are a handful of hard-to-code posts, polls, and photo updates that I'm going to have to deal with.

One of the things I stumbled across was a meme I'd posted nearly five years ago, about my LJ activity. It turned out that the website for the meme was still active, so I did it again. Interesting to see what's changed and what hasn't.

Sam's LJ Activity in January 2004 and October 2008: )
In the general way of news about the hack, apparently [livejournal.com profile] insafemode and [livejournal.com profile] dreamingjen, two perfectly nice-looking people from Boston, have been hit by the same bot.

I hesitate to email them at their listed LJ emails, because, ahaha, HACKED, but if anyone has contact info or a way of reaching them non-creepily I'd like to link them to some of the info I've been compiling here, on the off-chance they need it. Please just pass on their info -- I'd rather not have a jillion people send them links all at once.

It's possible that the bots are aiming at high-traffic communities rather than high-traffic personal journals -- neither of them have a readership comparable to mine (wow, does that make me sound like an asshole) but the community they maintain, [livejournal.com profile] bad_sex, has 13,000 members. It's notable that when my comms were hit, the two with the lowest readership weren't cleaned out and only the one with a high membership actually had a hack posted.

It just seems like such a waste to wipe out a person's entire journal in order to get one bizarre spam posted on a community where 99% of people know better than to click the shiny lyrics link. I mean, really. What the hell.
So I had work today, and wrote and read and uploaded some posts and generally did my thing. We're still feeling Coworker J's departure keenly, but I'm told he, or someone to replace him, will be back within the month. Good, because I need a desk sub on the 22nd (it's Company Bondage Bonding Day again) and, well, everyone kinda needs to go to it.

I'm slowly whittling down the lists of Posts I Really Want To Recover -- I found my account of Pops Goes The Fourth in Boston, which for some inexplicable reason was posted on the seventh. I'd forgotten my horrific sunburn. Totally worth it, though.

It's kind of funny, now when I go to post I automatically want to hit the "backdate entry" button, and then adjust the datestamp.

I actually am culling quite a few entries, just because they're unimportant or they're fic posts and the fic is already archived. And sometimes they're just random quotes, which I can stash just as easily elsewhere.

OR I COULD SHARE THEM WITH YOU!

"Where are you my little object d'art? I am going to collect you!" -- Pepe le Pew

"The Southern Baptist Convention has issued Sunday school lessons on how gays and lesbians can change. We can change. I've been much happier since I stopped being a Baptist." --Letter to the editor of the Des Moines Register from reader Fran Bailey, Feb 8th 1999

And as a bonus, James Marsters in 1980.

Oh, Jimmy. That hair.
I'm slowly getting the hang of this thing!

Some of this is repetition and not much of it is of all that relevant interest. Except to people who find internet archival interesting, I suppose. I just feel like I should document the process.

Further notes on LJ archaeology )

People have remarked that I've been calm and collected about this, and I truly thought I was, but looking back over the week since Thursday I have been a wreck. Of course, because it's me, I've been a very specific kind of wreck, a clockwork wreck if you will. I went to work, I did my thing, I hung out with R, I cooked and cleaned, but there wasn't really room in my head for anything other than the loss. I didn't get anything on my to-do list done, but starting work on this just seemed more important than catching up on House MD or getting a haircut.

Every morning I wake up and wonder why I feel so unhappy, and then I remember. It's a little less awful each time, but it's a terrible way to start the day. Every few hours I'll think of something that's gone. Boston I think is the worst hit, because I loved Boston and I was euphorically happy there, but there are a hundred little pinpricks as well -- a fic I wrote for Junie, a handful of fics I wrote for Selkie, the way Cathy and I became friends over my atrocious French, story ideas, polls, posts to say I'd started or completed major fanfics.

And then I say to myself, well, dumbass, if this was so vital to you why didn't you fuckin' back up your journal?

And then I laugh because I'm talking to myself, and go on with my day.
[livejournal.com profile] jack_and_ellis is up and running again; fully restocked, with a new index and news post as well as an art post. If you de-friended to avoid your f-list being flooded by the chapter posts, feel free to come on back.

I split up chapter thirty into two chapters, because the average chapter-length is around 4k words and that chapter was almost 9k. There are about seven hundred new words on the end of Chapter 32 (what once was Chapter 31), just to complete the conversation Ellis was having with the excreble MP Bell. Otherwise nothing new, just some redecorating.

I feel a bit guilty about Jack & Ellis these days, only because I don't actually believe Australia is a country of horrific nationalist bigots bordering on slaveownership. I quite like Australia actually. I've decided I just have to push through the guilt, because it's only going to get worse before it gets better and half the climax of the book is based on the race relations between the Aboriginal tribes and the White settlers. I am confident that the book in total won't give the impression that I despise the country and all white people in it, but at the moment it does tend to cant that way a bit.

So. All the communities are now taken care of. I'm going through old archived posts slowly, uploading where I can. If you happen to see a "new" post from me that looks like it doesn't belong or is dated funny, just drop a comment so I'll notice and backdate it properly. I have slipped up a couple of times but I usually catch it pretty fast.

One very interesting thing I've noticed is that I started doing "Three things" way before I actually started doing Three Things. Back as far as my entries go I've found lists in threes, often with a "3a" as well. I have no idea what it means, other than three is a tidy number when you have several random thoughts to tie together.
Naughty spoilers for PoA: FOUND!
Rules for Emperors: FOUND! (though not posted yet)

I also remembered the Good Superhero's List, which I wrote as a corollary to the Evil Overlord's list. Hope I can find that one too -- it had such gems as "If there is an emergency I will not leave the youngest or most emotionally vulnerable member of the team alone at our base to guard the villain" and "Before walking away or stopping to inspect the body of my slain nemesis, I will shoot him a few more times to be sure he is dead."

On the other hand, welcome to Sod's Law. Wayback WOULD archive my horrific Voyager fanfic in full. *headdesk*

Funny to see the ways I've changed...and the ways I haven't. Circa mid 2004: Someday I'm going to write a book called The Grownup's Tourbook: A Singular Guide for Singular Travelers and in it I am going to stash everything I've learned about solitary tourism (Chapter One: The Case for Hell Being Other People).

Going through old entries is interesting. I've emailed four people today about appearances they made in posts or things I remembered them saying in the journal, and had other emails and comments from people going through their old comment notifications.

And I made an icon for the recovery efforts. :D

One of the strangest things is that I can't really tell anyone IRL about it. Mum doesn't know I keep a journal and I'd like it to stay that way; I told R about it in very vague terms, but he doesn't really get the whole Online Journal concept. I obviously can't tell anyone at work, because that's the kind of indiscretion that leads to being fired. There's this enormous event happening in my life and nobody I see on a day-to-day basis knows. It's really weird.

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