In my previous post I talked about the idiocy of my sister and the joy of troubleshooting an infected laptop that doesn't have Antivirus software and doesn't work with any help guides. It basically defied all logical fixes. Well anyway the I managed to fix it after finding restore disks for the laptop. Of course they where you would expect, but my first mistake was not searching for them myself and entrusting the retarded monkey of a sister I have to find the disks. Upon further searching I foun
For those of you who don't know, all of you, for the past two days now I've attempted to fix my sisters craptop that is apparently her "baby." I find it odd because usually when a person refers to their computer as their "baby" there is actually something special about it. Her laptop on the other hand just contains about 11 gigs of crappy music and some stupid word documents that are all backed up, which is the only positive, I think.
Lets get into the meat of the issue. Basically she managed
Well I've been meaning to do this for a while and I figured that doing it while drunk at 3 AM is just as good as any other time. So I'll apologize if for any spelling errors and random $@! crap I think of in advance.
I've just realized that I think about Cyber Nations way too much and that when I'm actually partaking in parts of the game, may it be the game, forums, or IRC that I actually tend to be at a loss for words. On the flip side I when I'm in a class or working I tend to think up these
