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*sniff* Eye HADE viwuses...
Mar. 23rd, 2004 05:17 pmWell, it's happened. My computer has come down with a virus.
I knew it was coming. I mean, for the past week my antivirus scanner has been complaining about the hundreds of files it can't search, my computer's been slow, and my internet given to odd fits. Yesterday my outgoing email on my regular client collapsed. But since the antivirus never actually found any viruses, updated without any problems, etc, and my internet generally worked, and my SpyBot still running faithfully, I thought I could safely live in denial.
Now the internet is completely down and the running time so slow it's not worth bothering with. I blame my campus computer system.
Because, see, I would have gone down to the free service lab in a heartbeat at the first ominous Norton alert if it weren't for an incredibly annoying trait of that service center: they tell on you. I go down there saying I have a virus, they put the word in to the residence hall net, which reacts to the report in something the same way as the Child Detection Agency in Monsters, Inc reacts to a report of something related to children entering their world. I can practically see them in their yellow biohazard suits, breaking in through the ceiling to surround me and strip me and shave me down and leave me with the little collar on. My computer is banned from all campus networks immediately.
Of course, within a few hours the wonderfully competent service center has fixed the virus, and I'm off to do my homework. Trouble is, the networks still have me blacklisted, and despite the computer center's prompt report that I'm clean, it can take a couple days before I'm allowed back on. This makes it impossible for me to, say, work on research for the essay I need to do for tomorrow without heading to the campus computer lab.
So I figure the virus isn't that bad yet, I can wait and bring it in after I'm done with my work. Ha. Just my luck. So anyway, now that the inevitable has happened, you'll know why I'm not on AIM much for a while... *sigh* And time to go work. Grr.
I knew it was coming. I mean, for the past week my antivirus scanner has been complaining about the hundreds of files it can't search, my computer's been slow, and my internet given to odd fits. Yesterday my outgoing email on my regular client collapsed. But since the antivirus never actually found any viruses, updated without any problems, etc, and my internet generally worked, and my SpyBot still running faithfully, I thought I could safely live in denial.
Now the internet is completely down and the running time so slow it's not worth bothering with. I blame my campus computer system.
Because, see, I would have gone down to the free service lab in a heartbeat at the first ominous Norton alert if it weren't for an incredibly annoying trait of that service center: they tell on you. I go down there saying I have a virus, they put the word in to the residence hall net, which reacts to the report in something the same way as the Child Detection Agency in Monsters, Inc reacts to a report of something related to children entering their world. I can practically see them in their yellow biohazard suits, breaking in through the ceiling to surround me and strip me and shave me down and leave me with the little collar on. My computer is banned from all campus networks immediately.
Of course, within a few hours the wonderfully competent service center has fixed the virus, and I'm off to do my homework. Trouble is, the networks still have me blacklisted, and despite the computer center's prompt report that I'm clean, it can take a couple days before I'm allowed back on. This makes it impossible for me to, say, work on research for the essay I need to do for tomorrow without heading to the campus computer lab.
So I figure the virus isn't that bad yet, I can wait and bring it in after I'm done with my work. Ha. Just my luck. So anyway, now that the inevitable has happened, you'll know why I'm not on AIM much for a while... *sigh* And time to go work. Grr.
