November 24, 2005


I broke my end of the internet. That's where I've been these past few days, fixing my end. As it were. Being a webjunkie in these troubled times can be hard work, what with all the wee nasty pesties that float around the internet. You know, worms, viruses, malware, spyware, assholes, adware, and trolls and the like. Although I am a PC user (well, perhaps because I am a PC user) I tend to be one paranoid little cybermonkey. A thousand fixes and products and workarounds - all turned up at full blast - act as my computer's condom, protecting me during my interface with all the freakish shit the online world has to offer.

All this given, it is still possible for one to be too overzealous in one's pursuit of systemic purity. I firewalled my own ass out of a browser connection, is what I did. The dumbest little thing, the stupidest most mundane little check-box you have ever seen, all up in the firewall (which had auto-upgraded while I slept, damn the thing, you know I turned that shit off)...and meanwhile, I'm poring over network settings and making shredded piles of ones and zeroes over in the registry...

Oh, well. Here I am. Alive. Well. Balanced, in a physical equilibrium kind of way. Fat and sassy on a Thanksgiving night, fairly stuffed to bursting with the various and sundry components of the proverbial cornucopia.

And, hey. Happy Thanksgiving.

Posted by Queenie at November 24, 2005 10:00 PM | TrackBack

Well, glad to see you made it back. I wondered if work had you by the long and curlies (your hair that is), and strapped to a chair at the office. That might have been more pleasurable than fixing the internet at home.
Still, happy for your return.
And, Happy Turkey Day.

Posted by: Wichi Dude at November 24, 2005 10:56 PM

I clicked a stupid setting on my router that kept me off the 'net for days -- I was troubleshooting crap that had NOTHING to do with the problem -- and finally, it was as if God said, "Okay. That's enough. Let her remember what stupid thing she did," and VIOLA! I unchecked the box and sweet, sweet spam filtered back into my inbox.

Oh happy day. Or something.

I'm just glad you're okay, love.

I hope you hadda great day with the relates.


Posted by: Margi at November 25, 2005 12:57 AM

I fucking hate that that checkbox shit.

To Bill Gates I say, "check this motherfucker!"

Posted by: Yabu at November 25, 2005 10:56 AM

Happy Belated Thanksgiving to you, too!

Posted by: Kelly at November 25, 2005 06:59 PM

Happy Thanksgiving, Queenie!

Posted by: zonker at November 25, 2005 09:28 PM

And you to, my dear.

Posted by: Catfish at November 27, 2005 12:06 AM
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