No, Really, I Am an American

Yup.

John’s got a virus thingy.

Well, I think he got “cured” or “healed” or what have you, at least that’s what AVG told me. However, I think something wonky happened in the process and now I can’t bring up hotmail on my browser, and other sites, like my blog, just look plain funny. Mayhaps I lost cookies or some such, but that’s why I brought John over to the Halfway House so Mark can look at him.

I think I’ve done a pretty decent job at protecting him. Clearly not this time about, but in years past. And yeah, I can say “years past” ‘cuz John’s almost five years old. Maybe it’s true, maybe I do need a new computer and the like.

I hope that whatever happened on facebook didn’t cause to many problems for folk. I think it’s mildy amusing that my Wall has never seen so many messages all t’once. (<– you know, I always thought that looked funny. But that’s how I think I’ve seen it spelled before.)

I really hope that Mark can at least make it so John’s not too sick anymore. John needs to last me until June, which I know is right around the corner and all, but still.