Envirused

Remember that scene at the beginning of Raiders of the Lost Ark where Indy is very carefully weighing his bag of sand before switching it out with the idol? Of course you do. That's been me pretty much all day (sans work time) as I slowly pry the tentacles of a virus off my computer. I miss the old days of '95 when I really didn't keep anything very important on the hard drive and any sign of trouble was an excuse to reinstall. I could format! Gosh, I felt so important. Now I go outside and pace a bit before deleting another line from the registry.

I'd like to meet the person who unleashed this particular virus on the world:

"I can steal you identity and close you bank accounts."

"Yeah, well I can put steel or lead through your heart. Better for you if we did it before breakfast."

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