Worms!!!

The other day I tried to log on from this here low-end computer and discovered mass XP panic and confusion, bizarre error messages and then the little box of plastic indignation madly re-booted it self every time I managed to get onto Nocharge.com. Turned out, thanks to MacAfee and their freebie anti-virals, I had GASP! a virus. Something called Sasser.worm.b. WHERE do they come up with these names? More importantly, what sort of hyper-mastrubatory, shut-in Trustafundarian fuckwit writes these viruses? I know it's pointless to say this, but GET ... A ... LIFE ... YOU ... FREAK! The reason why you weigh 350 pounds, have bad breath and no friends is BECAUSE YOU NEVER GO OUTSIDE, YOU KNOW, AWAY FROM YOUR COMPUTER. I'm sorry Mr. Gates screwed you over/stole your idea/code thread/pet iguana/whatever and you're out for blood/mucus/vengeance/free Nintendo/whatever but I didn't fucking do it, k? I didn't forget to send you your stupid contractor's paycheck. And neither did the other 9 million reluctant Windoze users. A-hem...

Speaking of worms, I was shocked and appalled at the latest doings on Survivor All-Stars in the Pearl Islands last night. Boston Rob is another worm who oughta be kicked out into the middle of the road and smooshed by noon-time traffic. What's amazing is how fearful everyone is/was around him save Shii Ann. I hope he totals his newly won, gas-sucking Chevy Condominium on the Boston Expressway right after he gets voted off. What a shmoo!

-- Mz M.