Times like these I am so regretful I didn't make Laurie post taking Veidt's leg to the stomach, because that is how I feel right now.
Jesus Christ, the home computer is fucked. Windows Explorer won't work. Sometimes IE pops up every two minutes. Facebook won't work. Gmail chat won't work. Most webpages are slow. And my computer-fu is not so good but with Mom's only other options seem to be putting up with it or talking to my grandfather, who thinks the answer to every computer problem is either "defragment it" or "you didn't defragment it enough, so buy a new one."
[rocks back and forth in a ball on the floor] Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ...
Jesus Christ, the home computer is fucked. Windows Explorer won't work. Sometimes IE pops up every two minutes. Facebook won't work. Gmail chat won't work. Most webpages are slow. And my computer-fu is not so good but with Mom's only other options seem to be putting up with it or talking to my grandfather, who thinks the answer to every computer problem is either "defragment it" or "you didn't defragment it enough, so buy a new one."
[rocks back and forth in a ball on the floor] Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ...