No, not that Trojan. And, no, I’m not censoring myself. There aren’t bad words bad enough to convey how mad I am at the evil, rotten people in the world who make and send those ^&&%$#%^& trojan programs onto the computers of TOTALLY INNOCENT people like me, who then have to spend all day
fixing it calling her smart brother (nine times) and cousin (one time) to get things working again. Also, now that I’m working from home, it was even worse because I couldn’t do anything but swear all day long.
I’m tired. Here’s a picture of an egg that wanted to be a chicken so badly. I feel really awful for frying the poor thing.