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I’ve been backing up some files and I’m paranoid that my files are being securely transferred.

What software do you recommend for uploading files via ftp, uploading clients to the internet?

A retailer needs to check for credit approval and social security and other such things. Is there any website that can handle this type of information securely? Before a retailer can send any free phone, a retailer needs to check for approval first if buyer is eligible.

I want to create a program that among other things.. will need to send a email containing sensitive info. I will most likely will be using gnupg for encryption, but want the email to be sent securely (through ssl/tls). I want the program to be as small as possible, so if i could do this with a batch script(or something like that) that would be ideal! However if not, is there a very small and very secure client that i could use?

I am trying to SECURELY send videos to my husband while he is away on deployment. They are too large to email, I would prefer not to have to pay anything, but I don’t want to download them onto youtube and have everyone see them. Does anyone know of a site you can download privately onto or an email account that handles large files? I tried photobucket but it didn’t work. Thank you!

It’s school HWK, I won’t bother putting my age down, just tell me, do you like it? It’s long and complicated so I won’t dare bore you with it all, ^^)

Thanks, x
Fear. What exactly is it? Everybody has felt a moment in their lives where they really are stuck for words – speechless, gobsmacked, whatever. Does one really know the cause of such anguish, why their adrenal glands actually secrete adrenaline into their blood stream, sending their bodies into ‘survival’ mode? Happiness is one of a small handful of feelings to be cherished during any one lifetime, others? Hmm, pleasure, love, passion. So why is it that fear, a measly feeling such as fear, has the longest lasting effects? Sure, everybody remembers the good times, when kids could run around in their own neighbourhood, shouting wildly at one another. Having the time of their lives. Until fear sets in. One summer’s day, an idiot, one moronic idiot thought, “What’s the harm in taking one of these ****** down to the woods and playing a few games, huh?” Oh, now everybody remembers that. The bad shall always outweigh the good, no matter how much of a good time you’ve enjoyed. One of life’s stories I learnt the hard way.

And as I stand here, gasping for breath; memories of the one I love, the one that shall always truly need me no matter what, the same being I cradled in my arms the day she was born – I feel sick to the bone. How could I have let this happen? Surely this is none other’s fault. I promised myself, my wife, and my daughter that they’d never be alone.

The sweet scent already faded, I clasp her pillow case to my chest, cradling it there. Sitting in this bare room, the walls loom so greatly over me. Walls I’ve put up in an effort to seize the flow of my emotions. I stand, feet rooted to the ground, and look around. That all too familiar mustery feel lingers in the air – the one that keeps you securely in that ever-lasting time warp of commotion. One could compare it to the opening of a very old box, being unable to close it so one loiters there, unwillingly but all the while intrigued. Her room: pink, bubbly, full of life and happiness. I begin to rummage in her draws, oh damn it, what’s the point anymore? There isn’t a secret key hidden between her favourite magazines, is there? The key doesn’t unlock a secret door in her panelling, does it? It won’t reunite me with my little girl. In all my efforts, can I truly call her that, “my little girl”? They grow up, all we are; apart from being their “annoyingly embarrassing parents” are their free rides to adulthood.

But hey, there’s no tellin’ what fate has in store for you, who thought that I’d be the one left in this world. Being the ‘father at home,’ I’ve let a lot of people down in my time. I’m on the winding path of trying to make amends. It seems as if life isn’t going my way. Failure, after failure, after failure; a very short sentence that sums me up very well. Now, I’m not one to believe in some sort of eternal being whether it be Buddha or that Jewish God, Adonai, though I’d once. I must admit these past few years I’ve been seeking out some sort of guidance, from whom? I don’t know, that lady up in heaven? Perhaps, silly.

The phone rings that melodic hum encouraging me to pick up, I check the caller ID, Kim: my sister. I let it go into voice mail, listening to my cheery voice asking the caller to leave a message, promising that I’d get back to them ASAP.

“Kyle, Kyle. Answer my calls, I know you’re there. You mustn’t blame yourself,” she says, as Claudia pretends she’s a fire-fighter – she just doesn’t understand.

CHAPTER ONE
I was aware that I was on my back, sprawled out like a bug, and my head ached like hell. Groaning, I propped myself up on my hands; I felt fake grass underneath. I pulled my knees up to my chest and lay my head between them, rubbing my temples. I finally reopened my eyes.
It was like being in some freaky dream. There were no walls as far as I could see, which wasn’t far, considering all I could see was darkness. It was the strangest thing. There was a light a few steps away from me, which I looked up at-the light hurt my eyes it was so bright-and found it came from a flat light bulb. I couldn’t see the sides or back of it; it was like the bulb was floating in space, pointing directly at me. It lit up a little circle of area around me, and I was indeed on fake green grass. I stood up, feeling fragile.
Very few thoughts went through my head. I knew I should be worried, questioning why I was there, what this place was, how to get out, how I got there; but I just couldn’t bring myself to hold any thought too securely. I kept drifting back into mental silence, a dream-like state. Maybe it was a dream, I decided, and for the moment my worries ceased. So I stood there, motionless for a moment or two.
It was then that I realized how silent it truly was.
I wasn’t breathing.
A bolt of shock flashed through me and I desperately tried to inhale. Nothing happened. I looked down at my torso, and had I been able, I would have screamed. There was dry blood all over me. I frantically clawed my shirt up and saw three bullet holes. I realized there was no pain, but I was not about to touch them. I felt my back, my hands shaking uncontrollably, and snatched my hand back away when I felt that the holes went all the way through. My eyes hurt because I couldn’t cry, but I still tried to, tried to scream. I was shaking all over, and pulled my jeans up as far as I could get them. I found no comfort in my chest being the only wound I held out my arms, felt through my hair, ran my hands down my neck, checked everything in a hysterical, silent, blur. I was bruised all over.
I fell to my knees, flailing my arms around, hitting the ground, helpless to the situation. It was torture not to be able to scream, cry, or even try to calm myself with deep breathing. I put my hands over my eyes, unable to stop my entire body from twitching with fear and shock. This couldn’t be real.
How was I still alive? A horrible thought kept trying to claw its way into my head but I wouldn’t let it in. Wouldn’t let myself think it.
When did this happen? I couldn’t have been shot. When was I shot? I wasn’t. But I had the wounds. Are they even real? I paused. I clung to that question in my head. Held it tight, for all hope.
They weren’t real. I was trying to convince myself. They didn’t hurt so it wasn’t real. I’m not breathing. How am I not breathing! Of course I’m breathing.
I’m not breathing. My heart is not beating.
I swallowed. Thank god.
I can’t swallow if I’m…I wouldn’t let the thought in. I tried to swallow again. Nothing happened. No! I tried again. I had no more spit.
I took my hands off my eyes and looked at my shirt again. I sent another wave of fear through me. I bent forward, testing myself. There was no pain.
I rubbed my eyes. They sill hurt. If I wasn’t producing saliva I wouldn’t be producing more tears. I’d have to keep that in mind. Close my eyes whenever I remembered. Keep them moist.
What was I thinking? I’m alive. I’m alive. I looked at my shirt again, this time trying to see it as fake blood. It looked really real. Like a scary movie. And it was a white shirt, so my blood-the fake blood, I corrected myself-stood out. My whole body shivered. My leg wouldn’t stop twitching. But I was still clinging to the only hope I could think of. This was a cruel joke. Of course I’m alive. Of course I’m breathing, producing saliva and tears. Of course this wasn’t my blood. I didn’t even remember getting shot.
I held my shirt out so I could see through the three holes. It didn’t look like someone cut them out with scissors.
I didn’t remember this happening. I stopped short.
I didn’t remember anything. Absolutely nothing, before today. Was it day? I rubbed my eyes again. I think they were getting dry. My head was still throbbing. I desperately wished I was dreaming. My back ached, too. This wasn’t a dream.
It was a horrifying, horrifying reality. And then the thought found a way in. I didn’t want it to, but it did.
I am dead.
I started screaming again, though nothing came out. My thoughts were incoherent. I stood violently and staggered towards the light. It stayed the same distance from me. I ran at it. I jumped. I am dead.
I don’t know how long passed until I became calm. Very, very calm, sitting on my shins, my hands folded, head drooped.
I felt numb. I wondered if this was what being in a state of shock was like.
My life didn’t flash before my eyes. I couldn’t remember anything from it. Maybe that
how can i have the sentences go better with eachother? and ya i noticed that too. i wasn’t trying too hard to make it flow yet, more get the idea in my head out first
CONTINUED

My life didn’t flash before my eyes. I couldn’t remember anything from it. Maybe that was good, in a way. I had nothing to regret, to miss. What was my name? I pulled my hair foreword so I could see it. It was a little longer than shoulder length, and a deep reddish brown. It didn’t bring back any memories.
I wanted a mirror. I wondered what color my eyes were. I probably looked pretty terrible, though. I was dead. Murdered. Three bullets to the chest. Was I murdered? It could have been *******. No, I was bruised. I’d been beaten then, too, I surmised. I didn’t even cringe at the thought. Someone killed me. Why? Was I a bad person?
I decided to stop thinking about my death. Death. The word was losing its meaning.
I started walking. I didn’t know where, but it was better than sitting wondering who I’d been. The light followed me. Or was I just not moving? Enough questions. My head hurts.

^^and that’s where chapter one ends. sorry. didnt realize it got cut off
thanks!!!

and bookworm, are you saying i leave the ending ‘Or am I just not moving?’? because i feel like it needs atleast one more kinda closing sentence after that.

question’s open to anyone! should i change the ending? if so, to what?

I suppouse the problem can be classified as both an HD and a console issue. Anyways here goes:

Recently my 360 has been having some wierd issues. After turning on the Xbox and playing it for a certain amount of time (the time that it occurs is pretty random) my Xbox will automatically restart itself. It does two things: annoy the crap out of me, and take my HD settings from 720p back down to 480p. When I go to System Settings it says the HD switch on the component cable “box” is flicked to TV mode. Of course when I go back to look, it’s flicked to HDTV mode.

I’ve checked the component cables. They’re all in check and securely fastened on the side of my tv and on the back of my Xbox. The switch is pushed all the way back to HDTV and it still refuses to fix the problem. The most effective method I’ve found to temporarily fix it is to turn off my Xbox, pull the cable out of my Xbox, play with the switch on the component cables, and plug it back in.

To make things even stranger, I had the same problem one year ago. Eventually the problem went away for whatever reason and has mysteriously popped back up for the summer. I’d call Microsoft but I know that they’d probably misdiagnose my problem, have me send it in for a $99 fix for the Xbox and not the cables. Then I’ll be stuck with an empty wallet and an Xbox that doesn’t even work right.

please give feedback, and please be merciless…if it sucks, tell me so i can fix i – i can take it.

(The War came suddenly, and ended with complete devastation. The fires ripped across the face of the earth with no regard for what they ravaged. Nations fell, one after the other, until none were left but wanderers, nomads forced to endure the bitter, pitiless wild for survival. The once-great planet became a weak, ghostly shadow of the advanced civilization it had once been. Where there once was rain, now ash drifted from the sky to settle on the last remaining vestiges of mighty empires. The War destroyed our world.)

The gravel crunched beneath my boots as I walked across the desolate field. The remains of various vehicles littered the ground around me, and dirt swirled up into the air in a gust of wind, sending old papers scurrying across the cracked and sunbleached pavement. Glass from the shattered windows of the buildings around me glittered in the light of the setting sun, and the skeletal frames of those same buildings rose thousands of feet above me, stretching towards the sky like the fingers of an emaciated giant. A flicker of movement caught my eye. To my right, a small fire burned inside a building, somewhere where it could not have started by itself – this area was inhabited. Drawing my blaster from its holster on my right hip, I flattened my back against the nearest wall, weapon out, and peered around the corner. Breathless with apprehension, I scanned the interior of the ground floor. Though I saw no one, I did not let my guard down – whoever was here would not be if they did not know how to defend themselves. The silence pressed against my eardrums as I listened for any sound that could give away their position. Above me, a startled bird burst from an upper floor with a loud cry, and I let out a gasp. My cover blown, I ran down the alley as bullets began to rain down. As I searched my surroundings for something to serve as a shield, a small part of my mind noted that whoever inhabited the building had been there a long time – bullets were primitive. Ducking behind a concrete embankment, I quickly ripped a shred of white fabric from my plastic-fiber undershirt and thrust it up into the air with one hand. If my attacker was using bullets, there was a very good chance they would understand the meaning of my white “flag”. The fire storm ceased and, fighting my own survival instincts, I slowly rose from my place of concealment with my hands behind my head and my blaster securely in its holster. Muscles tensed with anticipation and fear, I waited for the response to my obvious surrender – and I would have to wait those few more impossible seconds to discover whether that response would mean my death.

*note: the part in parenthesis was supposed to be in italics nut Y!A wouldn’t let me.

My story it’s only the beginning but i would like to know what others think

“Mum I’m gonna go on a walk I’ll be back soon.” I grabbed my jacket and iPod and headed for the door.
“Okay but don’t go into the woods, you know what they say about that woods.” My mum put a very serious face on.
“Mum that wood isn’t “enchanted” don’t listen to all the myths.” I quickly opened the door and ran out before I got the half an hour lecture on how mythical creatures are real and that they do live in that forest.

The forest isn’t anything special. I mean no-one goes in because this stupid village believes all the myths and legends. They say that evil spirits live in the forest and there is a great battle happening between the forces of good and bad. They have even locked the rusted gate into the forest but that isn’t going to stop me.

I swiftly climbed up and clambered over the rusted Iron Gate.

I jumped down into other side began to walk through the waist high grass which swayed in the gentle breeze.

The forest was quite nice the sun was shiny through the canopy and warming me up. There was an eerie silence in the forest that sent a shiver down my spine. But I kept on walking; I was determined to bust the myths.

As I got deeper the silence was unbearable there wasn’t any wildlife around just dead trees with branches which curl round in jagged ways.

Out of nowhere I heard a whisper shatter the silence. I quietly tip toed towards the whispers.

As I drew closer they turned into voices.

Ugly voices.

Repulsive voices.

From the corner of my eye I saw where the disgusting voices were coming from. I pulled myself close into a tree and peered round at two women.

The first woman had bright orange, matted hair that emphasised her pale white, wrinkly old skin. She was wearing a dress that looked like it originated from the Victorian times; it was all torn, dirty and bleached by the sun.

Suddenly she hissed at the second woman and slapped her across the face. The second woman held her face for a few seconds.

She was a beautiful woman full of youth. She had long beautiful blonde hair which reached her waist, mesmerising blue eyes which were crystal clear and perfect skin. She made every model on earth look like a tramp.

“But mother I love him.” The second woman pleaded.

Suddenly a high pitched scream penetrated the eeriness. I clamped my hands over my ears in a desperate attempt to save my ears but it didn’t help.
The second woman just stood there screaming. When the scream finished I peered around to see that the first woman was now standing in front of a pile of ashes. She then started to walk away in the opposite direction cursing and shouting.
“When I find that boy I shall rip him to pieces and kill him! Arterez!” A ball of fire filled her place and then vanished.

I waited for a few minutes to make sure she was gone slowly crept over to the ashes, checking around for anyone else, and stared in astonishment.

In the place of the ashes was now a beautiful necklace with the most amazing pendant I had ever seen. There were four diamonds in it; they were red, blue, green, and a clear one. Detailed strands of metal curled around them and held them securely. These strands formed a Celtic kind of pattern that formed a circle. It was so beautiful. I couldn’t take it so I put it back on the ground where it belonged. I had already seen enough of this forest so I decided it was time for me to make a hasty exit.

I began to run in the direction I thought I came but it all looked so alike I think I ended up going in circles. I desperately ran for the exit. I eventually was seeking the comfort of my phone.

As I reached into my pocket to get my phone I found something that didn’t feel right.

I slowly pulled out the pendant I saw earlier.

Copyright Paige Campbell