Of Trojans and Romans

I had a computer geekette friend of mine come and CSI the ass outta my computer. Her report? "Wow, this is one of the most impressive infestations I've seen in a while."

Her remedy? "Let's wipe Windows. Install a new hard drive. Keep Windows on C. Gut it. Put everything else on D."

I'm gonna spend $175 this week and do just that. Fuck it. If scanning for hours and fucking hours continues to result in all the same trojans and downloaders cropping up, let's fucking gut this pig like it deserves and start anew.

For that $175, I'll get a gig of RAM and 250 gigs of hard drive. Ooh. I'm titillated already. For a further $50 and my friend's gift of a router, I'll have my iBOOK go wireless and will have a backup computer for when Shit Hits the Fan next time.

Another $250 and I'll get another gig of RAM on my iBOOK and 250 gigs of hard drive. How titillated am I now?

Gotta love problems you can throw money at, eh? Here, take money. Now fuck right off. Gee, if only all of life were like that.

Four more days, then I'm unemployed for a whopping three days. Heh. So, in 2006 I was officially unemployed for three weeks. In 2007, for nine days and now for three days. Love this! :)

Okay, another week and a half and then there'll be no more bitching about jobs OR computers! LOVE THAT! Stay tuned. Now to back up all my photography and writing for a second time. Yippee. And now back to watching Rome. You know, just an aside, but they have great gratuitous sex in Rome. None of that namby-pamby sex, neither. The "get on your hands and knees" kinda nitty-gritty sex, too. Don't you just love HBO?