Murderers!! Assassins!!!!!!!

My laptop has been hijacked by yet, ANOTHER virus type thing. I noticed on Monday that sites were loading incredibly slowly, but didn't think much of it until yesterday when Lars noted that something called, "http://servedby.advertising.com" was redirecting my browser. It's not one of those super-destructo viruses, so I'm hoping I can find something to wipe it out, without losing my hard drive. I will cry, people...I tell you...I will cry if that happens. Everything was going so smoothly since I started using Mozilla/Firefox and running Spybot every couple of days. Who are these bastages and where do they find the time to annoy me and countless other harmless foul-mouths who just want to bitch and moan on the internet in peace?!
They will be sorry when my voo-doo cursing skills reach maximum potential. Oh, they'll be sorry. Them and the assholes who stole my favorite black sweatshirt from the laundro-mat. They will pay and when they do, I will be there...laughing (evilly, of course).

I am knitting. I'm just not really knitting anything interesting enough to talk about. I feel like maybe I should apologize or at least remove myself from the "knit ring" since this has basically turned into a more personal blog. I dunno. What do you think? Will 20 lashings....30 lashings do? I promise hours of self-flagellation as penance. Wait. That sounded dirty didn't it?

I caught Dooce on ABC World News last night. My only real critique is that she is entirely too pretty and too funny. It's just gross and wrong. Peter Jennings looked really old and sounded even older saying the word, "blog" while attempting not to say the phrase, "whipper snappers" directly after. It made me think of my senior year in highschool, during the Democratic primaries of 1991/92. We had to watch 10 minutes of Peter Jennings every morning in home room. Maybe it was my 16 year old girl version of "morning wood," but man, that Peter Jennings used to do it for me. In fact, my crush on ol' Pete would lead to years of news anchormen fantasies: Dan Rather and Tom Brokaw, of course and in more recent years Kieth Olbermann, Chris Matthews and Anderson Cooper (or "Coop" as like to call him). I acquired a bit of a thing for NBC's Dan Abrams after learning about his triumphant battle with testicular cancer. I'm just a sucker like that. I guess that's how I knew that Lars was the man for me. Not because he's a national news anchor, but because he totally has a crush on Cokie Roberts.