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I'm currently removing everything from my comp.

I'm down to only music vids (2+ GB) and songs (4+GB) to take off. Then I have to format my drive and reinstall everything.

Viruses, people. viruses.

I had a great analogy for it when I started last night. No one wanted to hear about it though, and got tired of listening fast. They just don't understand the perfect brilliance of it. FOOLS! MWAHAHAHA!!

The Cast:

My computer is the European landscape.
The CDs I back up my stuff on is England.
I am the collective leaders of the Allies.
My brother is President Wilson, who has grand ideas for post-WWI Europe but they never work out because we're not sure if we want him interfering in our computer in the first place.
My father is America (who lends us his well-wishes and helps only when asked directly.)
For all intents and purposes, there is no Italy or Russia. Until they join the Allies, and then I'm their leaders too.
The viruses and general computer problems are the Nazis.

And the history books all say...

It all started off way back many months ago, nearly a year gone by, when my brother reformatted one of my drives in a move to install Windows XP. This was World War I. We won, but it was bitter. After it was over there was great struggle to reconstruct my computer (Europe). I thought we had got most of it settled, but to tell the truth the XP installation was shoddy. Everything loaded from the D drive instead of C drive. Like Europe after WWI, the post-war organization of boundaries was horrid and a disaster waiting to happen.

Skip forward months. Nazi Viruses have begun to creep up. My hard drive has become the Rhineland. Because I had no anti-virus program (Wilson's 14 points), so I didn't see it coming. However, I finally did notice. But I didn't know what to do. More to the point, it wasn't interfering with me directly, so I was willing to let it go. Appeasement. Always regret that later. However, the appeasement method did have us at a sort of detante. The viruses didn't interfere my with my making Spike icons or downloading anime or writing Sociology essays, so I didn't interfere with them.

Then one day, several of my ships are attacked. Nero doesn't want to burn something because it might be infected. So I reinstall it, and everything is fine. I mention it off-hand to my dad (America), and he suggests we install Norton Anti-Virus. So I do. I take Norton and install it. My soldiers are marching off to counter the Nazis, who struck first, the jerks.

BAM!

Everything's going wrong. Norton is malfunctioning and the alert box keeps popping up over and over again for the same item. I can't get rid of it! My desktop has become the enemy's territory--- Belgium is fallen! Poland and France (my applications) are being invaded! We've identified the enemies numbers, and there's HUNDREDS! My computer has been infested! My defenses are down, and the Nazi Viruses have been incenced by the attack and are marching forward to decimate my Norton Anti-virus soldiers!

Many battles are fought. We vainly try to clean the comp. We cure some of the infected files, but too many cannot be cured. Some cannot even be quaranteened OR deleted! They're entrenched and vicious!

Then I stop listening to by other bits and let the Churchill in me take over. I. Have. A. Plan!

We're going to do a mass evactuation from Dunkirk. All my armies (also known as my personal files) will be loaded onto civilian fishing CDs and any vessel that can be found, and we're going to ferry them across the English Channel to the safety of my CD holder!

We're going to take everything off my computer and format it, and wipe those Nazis off the planet.

We're still doing that. But tomorrow is D-Day.

The Formatting is coming for you, Nazi virus bastards! See how you like carpet-bombing!

Yeah, so, maybe not everyone really really cares about my battle against comp facism. The analogy doesn't amuse anyone but me, they say. They just don't understand my brain. When their computers fall to Vietnam and the communists, we'll see who'll be laughing.