This is just going to be a quick one tonight since I’ve somehow managed to sprain my hand and consequently typing isn’t the most comfortable thing in the world. I’m not sure how much fun work’s going to be tomorrow since I pretty much have to write all day.

 

I really have no idea how I’ve managed to do this, but it’s not the nicest feeling in the world. I managed to get a new post out on MakeSenseOfThis last night (Protecting Your Work from Plagiarism Online, featuring things like Copyscape, Plagium and Canonical Tags) in 35 minutes, but those 35 minutes weren’t the most comfortable I’ve ever had. I really wanted to write something else this afternoon but the pain was pretty bad so I decided to set up Pingdom accounts for my sites.

 

Pingdom really is pretty epic and every website should have it, especially business sites. In the competitive online environment we’re in these days, you really can’t afford to not know when or if your site’s going down. I don’t have it on this blog because, well, if a blog hosted on someone else’s servers filled with someone else’s adverts goes down, it’s not really my problem. When this moves off of WordPress.com and onto my own domain, it’ll have it.

 

Other than that, it seems that for some bizarre reason, despite it still being November, Christmas preparations seem to be in full swing.

 

I hate Christmas. It’s just another excuse for people to take up too much room, get in my way and on my nerves. Quite why people want to start preparing for these things so far in advance baffles me and, unfortunately, since I have a girlfriend this year, I’m going to have to “do” Christmas, rather than spending the day in my empty flat with my Xbox and a few beers. I’m sure it’ll be fine though, it could be worse; I could have to buy people stuff. Oh, wait.

 

I don’t really have anything else of interest to say right now, at least nothing that’s not too involved and my hand’s killing me so I’m going to bid the world of the internet goodnight and watch a couple of Haven episodes before going to bed.

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