Well, as per the previous post, I went ahead and scanned Mom’s laptop after she admitted at dinner last night that she opened one of those “greeting card” virus emails. I loaded ClamWin Antivirus Portable and AVG Anti-Rootkit Free onto the laptop and scanned it… to find nothing. Afterwards I talked to Mom, and it turned out I had misunderstood her. She had opened the email, but hadn’t actually gone to the link in the email. I was definitely breathing a sigh of relief at that point, let me tell you. :-)
On a completely different topic, I was reading a Fark forum thread earlier that was originally about an article bashing nightclubs, and there was a lot of debate over the subject. I was slightly amused by it all, really. Truth be told, though… I hate nightclubs. I always have, really. Don’t get me wrong, though… I like a good bar where I can sit and have a drink. Nightclubs are a different story.
Anyone who’s been with me in one (Jesse, Matt, Chris, and Scott Howell, for example) would tell you that it is a completely alien environment for me. Malia might actually agree when I say it’s probably mostly my Asperger’s at work. It’s too loud, the lights and whatnot are too disorienting, I don’t dance, and I’m shy. As a result, I usually end up at a back wall or on the railing by the dance floor having a drink by myself. If I get out on the dance floor, I literally have to be DRAGGED out there. 99% of the time I end up standing around waiting for the night to be over. The last few times I went was because it was either 1) free and others were going, or 2) I was the designated driver. Otherwise, I avoid nightclubs like that like the plague. I’m sure others can have fun there. Chris always seems to have a good time at the clubs. It’s just not my thing, and I never can enjoy myself even when I try.
Ah, well. I guess I don’t really have to worry about it too much anymore; my friends (other than Louie and Chris) aren’t really the clubbing type, and when I go to dance clubs with Louie I can always talk to Dave and BS for a while. :-)
As for the rest of this week, here’s hoping it goes fast. Friday can’t come fast enough, really… heh. We’ll see. :-)