Viruses and Trojans, oh my.
So, here I am, posting from my newly installed Windows 7 machine. Why newly installed? I picked up a pernicious virus that went under both my firewall and my virus protection that managed, in a few short hours, to turn my screaming gamer machine into a paperweight.
You know, I am not a typical internet user. I could care less about Facebook and mySpace as I think shallow social networking is ridiculous and I do not want to talk to people I went to high school with. I did not want to talk to them then, I sure as hell don't want to talk to them now. Most of the internet is a waste of time and I stay away from places that are pretty much a guarentee to get a virus...kind of like how I do not pick up men at the seedy biker bar...I don't get germs that way.
Anyway, I am a programmer. As in, I write programs for a living. For that matter, I make games for a living. So what does that mean to the fucktard virus maker? Probably nothing. But when I have to do an unprepared reinstallation/upgrade because some asshat invented a virus that ate my operating system, it is a fucking nightmare. I lost over a month's worth of email and addresses...no big, right? Well, except now I lost my HR contacts at a couple of video game companies...and I kind of need them. And now I am sitting here reinstalling the entire world onto my computer, and we are 8 hours into the reinstall. Only 10-15 more to go.
I hate you, virus makers. I am going to make it my personal mission in life to destroy all of you...to make it so that if you launch a virus and it hits my machine, a laser from space will eradicate you from your pathetic lowly existence. And, really, what is the point? You are just bullies in the hallways after class, proving how much better you are by being obnoxious shitheads. I hope you are proud of yourselves.
Just remember what happens to bullies. They always get what is coming to them. Always.
You know, I am not a typical internet user. I could care less about Facebook and mySpace as I think shallow social networking is ridiculous and I do not want to talk to people I went to high school with. I did not want to talk to them then, I sure as hell don't want to talk to them now. Most of the internet is a waste of time and I stay away from places that are pretty much a guarentee to get a virus...kind of like how I do not pick up men at the seedy biker bar...I don't get germs that way.
Anyway, I am a programmer. As in, I write programs for a living. For that matter, I make games for a living. So what does that mean to the fucktard virus maker? Probably nothing. But when I have to do an unprepared reinstallation/upgrade because some asshat invented a virus that ate my operating system, it is a fucking nightmare. I lost over a month's worth of email and addresses...no big, right? Well, except now I lost my HR contacts at a couple of video game companies...and I kind of need them. And now I am sitting here reinstalling the entire world onto my computer, and we are 8 hours into the reinstall. Only 10-15 more to go.
I hate you, virus makers. I am going to make it my personal mission in life to destroy all of you...to make it so that if you launch a virus and it hits my machine, a laser from space will eradicate you from your pathetic lowly existence. And, really, what is the point? You are just bullies in the hallways after class, proving how much better you are by being obnoxious shitheads. I hope you are proud of yourselves.
Just remember what happens to bullies. They always get what is coming to them. Always.