for my ill pc.
it's got some sort of virus that keeps coming back according to ed norton, my crackerjack virus doctor.
(sometimes the deep, ridiculing sarcasm i want to impart is hard to manufacture with only these simple word tools at my disposal. so i've given such needed clarity a heavy dose of color you don't see every day to help in the impartment department.)
and do you think doc norton can get rid of it?
and now the poor, dying thing is getting a rundll32 abscess, whatever that is, every time i log off, prompting me to send the medical charts to microsoft for their second opinion.
oh yeah, like they have time for this, what with all their "an apple today keeps doctor norton away" problems already.
sick as a dog my pc is.
i know it's only a matter of time before it just keels over and pukes blue all over my treasured flat screen monitor, gifted to me by stunning and wonderful keaton.
makes me wonder who incubates and disseminates this sickness anyway?
what lowly, mutated appendage of the human dna chain finds this a satisfying undertaking.
don't they realize what they may bring to a crashing halt, flailing about the floor like a rabid raccoon in its final lunge for life.
"craniac", my beloved laptop, that's what!
where i transcribe all my mental carrying on, bringing the faithful only the finest man thoughts this side of exit 20, route 78, new jersey.
oh wait, another message from doc norton.
"active trojan horse encountered"
"close all open applications."
"need to take action immediately."
see what i'm dealin' with here!
why those no good, motherfuxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx