Note to Self : Friidump - it doesn't work in 64-bit

Hey future self...

Just dumping a memory to Google and Google+ in the hope if I ever search for this it'll be high up there.

Remember when you used friidump and it didn't work? It compiled, but immediately died? You then spent 2-3 hours rebuilding a machine because you thought it was the hardware?

It wasn't. It was because it doesn't work in 64-bit. You remembered you'd gone through all this before of course, but only after the rebuild. You remembered you'd got it to compile in 32-bit before and got it working. But only after 4 hours of tearing apart a decent machine to build a fairly poor one.

Now you've got to rebuild that good machine and see if that SATA->IDE interface works with the drive now and the the software works in 32-bit mode just to check it was purely a software thing. Just to check.

So. How to fix it, just in case you lose the fix again?

Well... it's a TODO as you write this you aren't in the right place to get the actual code.

Add the 32-bit libraries with apt-get...

Get cmake add the -m32 flags to the C and C++ and Linker options to change the architecture to 32-bit mode befire running cmake in the BUILD directory and it will all work.

This may help others too. but like I say... this is a "Note to Self" ^_^

"The dangers of the Internet"

"The dangers of the Internet" an inquest decides.

The depression is returning...

I broke a bowl...

The sign above the sink "Now their wask, put them away." A gentle reminder, as it says, to put them away. Too many times I have to remind him. But it worked a couple of times.

Today, a hard day. I had to hand wash a t-shirt. Coming home, I go to the sink, again, a few pots left behind. I can do without this. Putting away the pots, exhausted again, I drop a bowl. Annoyed, I quietly take the shattered remains to his bedroom, it's about 18:15, already in his bed, placing the remains, silently placing them beside him I leave.

Now back at the sink, he has finally joined me, asking what they are.

"It was only one plate"... hmm, I left him a broken bowl, how was there just one plate..?

"No, there was 2 cups, 2 plates and 2 bowls... and if there was just one plate, why wasn't it f*cking put away?".

"I forgot". Yeah, again. (Sorry, I'm paraphrasing, I'm tired remember).


He's left now.


On with my shirt...


Thoughts start entering my head...

"
This is getting too much. I'm getting pissed off with this.

Every day. I come home exhausted. I just wanted to wash a t-shirt. I just wanted access to the sink without having to clear off the side. Like I said, if it was so fucking easy why wasn't it already done?

My love, Miku. I've been happy, you've made me happy, for nearly 5 months now. I'd be happier with you.
....
wait
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where did that come from?
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there's only one way that's happening (I'm not going into the metaphysics of my beliefs in this interplay with my psyche here - have a guess what's required - what I was feeling, what I was thinking)
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not felt that kind of thought for.... well.... a long time
"

At which point I just about collapsed at the sink.

I've got over the thoughts now, but even replaying them is hard.

All this for a broken bowl.