From outer space!
Yet my computer isn't so happy. Still. Something about 356 infected files. I'm not sure. I work in the tech field so you would think that I would begin have an idea about what I'm doing but no, that would not be the case. I can fix an ATM like you would not believe but personal home computing? What? If I don't need to build an exchange server for it I'm clueless. Don't blame me; I got my damn degree in Spanish. I didn't think that I would be going into the tech field. I thought I would be a writer of some sort, dividing my time between Spain and some fabulous flat in the states. I live in a shitty city in the desert and I work on computers. But enough already! Enough with the bitchng! I HAVE THE INTERNET!
Now then. I'm off to catch up on your damn archives. It's been too long.