Juuuuune
Holy shit, I think I fixed my computer – and all by myself too. I feel all growed up.
I was using a combination of virus scans recommended by my peers, and they were successful in getting rid of 75% of the problems, but could not remove the last 25%. Then the computer would randomly restart, and when it came back online all 100% of the problems would return. This happened every day for about a week, but then I tried it on the eighth day – and all of the problems were gone. The computer runs fine now.
I’m not entirely convinced the viruses have left, and instead have burrowed deep into my computer hiding behind a folder full of pictures I drew of Robo-Falcor.
Robo-Falcor, by the way, is what happens when you combine Robocop with Falcor the Luck Dragon. I was going to wash my dishes last night, but instead started drawing pictures of this new beast. I take procrastination to a whole new level.
It’s so late in the piece now that May is over, so there is really no point in starting a “May-hem 3”. Instead, let’s kick this bitch off on June first – it will be a combination of World Cup articles and the posts I had planned for May (basically cleaning out my backlog of old shit, including the last half dozen posts about 2009, and the even more irrelevant posts from 2008, and even a few from 2007 that I can see no conceivable reason why you would want to read, but I will post them anyway).
My life is too unpredictable to promise a post every single day. There are too many random occurrences that could pop up to halt my progress, such as this computer crashing again, or me getting raped by those homeless guys I keep flirting with outside the train station.
So instead I’m going to vouch to post “a shitload of articles” from the start of June to the end of July. I’ll aim for an even forty over that time period. I can’t lose with Robo-Falcor on my side.
I was using a combination of virus scans recommended by my peers, and they were successful in getting rid of 75% of the problems, but could not remove the last 25%. Then the computer would randomly restart, and when it came back online all 100% of the problems would return. This happened every day for about a week, but then I tried it on the eighth day – and all of the problems were gone. The computer runs fine now.
I’m not entirely convinced the viruses have left, and instead have burrowed deep into my computer hiding behind a folder full of pictures I drew of Robo-Falcor.
Robo-Falcor, by the way, is what happens when you combine Robocop with Falcor the Luck Dragon. I was going to wash my dishes last night, but instead started drawing pictures of this new beast. I take procrastination to a whole new level.
It’s so late in the piece now that May is over, so there is really no point in starting a “May-hem 3”. Instead, let’s kick this bitch off on June first – it will be a combination of World Cup articles and the posts I had planned for May (basically cleaning out my backlog of old shit, including the last half dozen posts about 2009, and the even more irrelevant posts from 2008, and even a few from 2007 that I can see no conceivable reason why you would want to read, but I will post them anyway).
My life is too unpredictable to promise a post every single day. There are too many random occurrences that could pop up to halt my progress, such as this computer crashing again, or me getting raped by those homeless guys I keep flirting with outside the train station.
So instead I’m going to vouch to post “a shitload of articles” from the start of June to the end of July. I’ll aim for an even forty over that time period. I can’t lose with Robo-Falcor on my side.
posted by Beef at Tuesday, June 01, 2010
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