an ode to a lost weekend
May. 31st, 2010 09:52 pmThe evil Antispyware Soft struck again this past Friday. My heart raced, my palms got sweaty, but I remembered the things that cnet taught me, and I already had the needed software uploaded, so I nipped it in the bud fairly quickly.
Or so I thought.
The first clue that something was wrong was when I was suddenly working in a Windows 98-era desktop. You know...right angles, color gradations, big blocky arial-font numbers. Then I couldn't connect to the internet. So I contacted one of my non-sibs, who's also an IT guy. Bless his sweet heart and soul, he paused the D&D game he was playing with his real-sib to help me. Then he enlisted help of same real-sib, who is also an IT guy, to help me. He got my internet working (woot) and suggested that I check out the Microsoft site to re-download themes. (The brother would later help me fix the themes w/o downloading, but we hadn't thought of that yet.) It worked at first, but my 2nd or 3rd time around the heretofore Microsoft site redirected me to...all sorts of things. Seriously.
To which the brother goes, "I'm sorry but you're still infected, sweetheart." Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
( The cut I meant to put in last night.... )
Or so I thought.
The first clue that something was wrong was when I was suddenly working in a Windows 98-era desktop. You know...right angles, color gradations, big blocky arial-font numbers. Then I couldn't connect to the internet. So I contacted one of my non-sibs, who's also an IT guy. Bless his sweet heart and soul, he paused the D&D game he was playing with his real-sib to help me. Then he enlisted help of same real-sib, who is also an IT guy, to help me. He got my internet working (woot) and suggested that I check out the Microsoft site to re-download themes. (The brother would later help me fix the themes w/o downloading, but we hadn't thought of that yet.) It worked at first, but my 2nd or 3rd time around the heretofore Microsoft site redirected me to...all sorts of things. Seriously.
To which the brother goes, "I'm sorry but you're still infected, sweetheart." Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
( The cut I meant to put in last night.... )