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My computer in my bedroom has contracted a virus. It 's kind of a nasty one too. Something to do with Spy ware and trying to get us to install anti-virus software. It keeps going to a blue screen and says that we have a problem and should do something about it. It then fades out and acts like it's restarting. Anyway, it's not good. Ryan will have to reformat it. He's thrilled. There should be some good times coming up around here. Thankfully, I still have our computer downstairs that I can use. It's just a little bit of a pain in the butt. It's nice to be able to see really well because our 46 in. television is the monitor. It's not nice that our wireless keyboard isn't working right now. I'm having to use a regular, old wired one. Poor me. The tower is located about 6 feet away in our media rack in the utility room. The cord obviously only reaches about 4 feet. I've stretched it as far as I can, but I'm still about 2 feet away from the tv and looking at it sideways. What a pain. Yes, we have all of our equipment set up in a rack. It's what my husband does for a living. No stupid, regular shelf stereo system for us. Everything is automated (I guess that's the right word). If you ever saw the Osbourne's and the remote and system Ozzy couldn't ever figure out, that's what we have. I can't figure it out either, which is why I don't use this PC very often. I hope Ryan can fix my little baby soon. I have many fabulous posts to write. The first day of school, my witty insights on life, etc. I wouldn't want anyone to miss out. I'll try to do it from downstairs, but like I said, it's a pain. I'm not very patient, I don't know how long it will last.