Tech Diff

So, er uh... anybody out there ever heard of the Trojan Virus? Because, ah, I do believe I have it. Or wait... I mean my PC has it. And I don't quite know what that means, exactly. I called the Norton customer service line and they are swamped with callers all apparently inquiring about the same thing on their systems, and I guess I was wondering if anybody else out there was having a similar problem this morning. They say that they are working on something to get it up and fixed in the next 42 hours so I guess I won't know until Monday or so if my computer is kaput. I mean I suppose it isn't if I can still log on, but I did go a bit nutty this afternoon saving EVERYTHING from my harddrive onto disks -- letters, documents, jpegs, and as slow as the system is moving due to the virus everything is taking hours upon hours. I have so many articles and other crap that I have been working on that I suddenly just realized that it's not always a good idea to just leave everything sitting on the desktop unpreserved like that. Twas my downfall last year right around this time when my old PC died and I lost so much. Heck, I don't even know if this post will save, but you never know by not tryin', I always say.

I'm still trying to decide if I shouldn't even bother saving what I have of my follow-up article that I wrote on slash that made it into the last ish of The High Hat, because despite all the learned people that I spoke with on the topic and the essays that I've been reading, I still haven't drawn any conclusion or reached any further enlightenment -- and you know, maybe there doesn't really need to be a conclusion or explanation to it all. I just feel like perhaps everyone has their own reasons for writing what they write, and the more I think about my own particular interests and proclivities I realize that maybe they don't need to be analyzed and rationalized and have people placed into certain psychological categories that define them. People enjoy what they enjoy, and why should anyone, especially me, pick it apart and make sense out if it all like the pedantic amateur armchair intellectual-type that I normally abhor?

And speaking of being the very thing that I hate, sca-rewww everyone who's not taking home my Raymond Scott CD pick from work, you Philistines. I am soooo in the mood to fuck with people. Last night I put Kuchinoha by Makigami Koichi up on my employee pick spot and stuck a fucking tag on it with the words THIS ALBUM WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE!! just as I have been threatening to do and let's see if that bitch goes out the door this week. I will be off the ground with laughter if I show up for work tomorrow and see that somebody's bought it. That will so totally make my stinkin' rotten virus weekend well worth it.