I spy

So I come out of my exile, and what happens? I get Spyware! I Googled some song lyrics yesterday, and bam! Pop-ups all over the place. Weird links every time a page had the word 'work' or 'love' or 'DVD,' for example. And then the internet just didn't want to work at all, and it screwed up my whole computer.

This is the second time I've gotten Spyware. They seriously need to work on their IT security.

Anyway, they cleaned my computer up last night--took almost two hours; man that stuff works fast--and here I am. Today. Again.

And it's Friday!

It's snoring!

One wintry Colorado day, I was working with my best friend at the library. It started to snow--and snow HARD; a nice Rocky Mountain blast--and people stopped coming in. So it was just the two of us, reveling in the cold and the white, and I started dancing around singing, "It's raining, it's snowing," only it came out, "It's raining, it's snoring," and we've called it 'snoring' ever since.

It's snoring here. And it is be-yew-ti-ful.