I hate computers sometimes

How insanely annoying. My computer was working fine then I turn it on the next morning and my anti virus program keeps popping up an alert of a virus in my system files. It won’t let me pull an IP now and it’s been troubleshooted to death. I think I am going to have to wipe the HD and reinstall OS. Fuck, as usual, my mail is the issue. I have corrected this for future issues but for now, I lose 400 software updates…should I not care since they haven’t paid me anyways? I have backed up most other important files and I’m exhausted with it.

Well, that leaves me sharing a PC with Mau. I don’t think he’s pleased about the fact nor do I like the view from over here. I have to have a connected machine though for my poker, I mean, my work. In the event that Mau is using his PC, I am stuck with Sky’s which I refer to as the “freeze-o-matic 8000” with the crappiest sound ever (it needs a new HD and is filled with spyware so no online banking on that puppy).

To take you back to the day of hell, the washing machine broke. I didn’t know this until I went down to change the laundry before bed at 3am and found it filled with water. I had to wring out jeans and towels by hand and dry the load like 3 times.

Getting pissed.

I wake up at 7am to the wonderful sound of a cat puking. Oh, it’s Ian who is sleeping on my pillow…and now puking on my pillow.

Getting more pissed.

I am not sure how I move that fast out of a dead sleep but I pushed him onto the floor while cussing, hoping he would do all the puking on the floor. No such luck. He had gotten my pillow and where my shoulders go. Fucking cat. There nothing like getting your head puked on, trust me. I cleaned it up, changed the pillowcase and went back to sleep. I got up to find my computer was fucked.

Real fucking pissed!

It’s just one of those days I guess…weeks, years, whatever.