2002-01-30 - 11:40 p.m.
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What do you think you are doing?
MMmmmmm....Grasp the COBALT.
e-mailed viruses are truly annoying. My computer is coughing at me. Yakumo, just because I am sick, you can't be sick, too. *pets monitor*
You really have to wonder what the people behind this sort of thing are thinking. Are they wacking off in some dark corner to the idea of someone's pc--with hardly what I would call valuable information--spewing forth nonsense? If only their lives were as amusing of those in the film Hackers.
Virus scanning is so bloody time-consuming. I should be asleep right now. *sigh* E-bombs are so lame. I mean, get really creative and be a real threat, for crying out loud. Drive a railroad spike through your head and walk around screaming, "Touch it! Touch it!" but don't send me anonymous and pathetic e-mails. Want me to drive the spike in for you? I'd be happy to. Just let me get my sledge hammer. Right after I find out where you live. Uni-bomber had no idea what he was missing in technology. I was never good with irony. Or Alanis.
And so, little children, never underestimate lonely, bored geeks who often type with one hand.