I am beyond furious right now. Beyond, I'm telling you!
Yesterday, I woke up to what turned out to be some kind of virus on my beloved computer. The word "trojan" was bandied about. Which is laughable, considering usually that word is used in the context of "protection." Spent about 2 hours fixing it. This on top of the damn fire alarms.
Today? This morning all was fine as I perused the blogs, etc. I headed off to work.
It was work. Nothing to write home (or to you) about.
This evening? Pure freakin' torture.
More virus crap. I do NOT deserve this people.
I am a good person. Really! Despite anything else you may have heard.
I've been dealing with this for over an two and a half hours now. It sucks. Just so ya know.
The people that create these things? Special place in hell. Definitely. Without a doubt.
So once, all is said and done (yes, currently have the system up and running enough to try and post - priorities people! priorities!)....will most likely be caving and buying protection (and no, not a gun. Because if I had one and a known virus-maker was in front of me right now.......suffice it to say, that the generally docile Gigi, wouldn't be so docile. Quit laughing! I AM docile! For the most part. Until I get riled.). (Also, yes I know, I can hear all you IT folks out there screaming "NO!!!!" but something must be done - I've tried the free-ware, obviously it isn't working so I have to do something!).
I've heard so many different things. Don't use Internet Explorer (from now on we won't). Try this software, try that (I have). Get a Mac (most likely never, and if I change my mind that is so far in the future I can't see it). I'm confused, tired and more than a little bit cranky.
I logged on tonight with the expectation of catching up, chatting and having fun. So far? None of those things. (Well, I did get to chat a bit with Melly - and mainly via blackberry, not computer. But other than that? Nothing) It has NOT been fun.
And my thoughts have NOT been charitable. At all.
And, if after I've purchased said protection, I have to go through this hell again? Someone will pay, my friends. Someone will pay. I don't know who or how - but someone WILL suffer (and since my family is in direct line of fire - pray for them).