Prior to today: Bugs are caused by viruses or whatever, inserting technical jargon where appropriate and sounding super computer-savvy.
Today: Wait, bugs, like physical creepy-crawly bugs, can actually get INSIDE your computer? Shit. That's really cool and really annoying at the same time.
I was watching YouTube videos (because that is what cool people do when they're bored) and all of a sudden, a mole on somebody's face crawled out of the window. What!?!? Unless some space-time continuum decides to take five, that kind of stuff is not supposed to go down. But it wasn't a movable mole, no that would be way too weird.
Today: Wait, bugs, like physical creepy-crawly bugs, can actually get INSIDE your computer? Shit. That's really cool and really annoying at the same time.
I was watching YouTube videos (because that is what cool people do when they're bored) and all of a sudden, a mole on somebody's face crawled out of the window. What!?!? Unless some space-time continuum decides to take five, that kind of stuff is not supposed to go down. But it wasn't a movable mole, no that would be way too weird.
Unless you're Prince John.
No Prince John impersonators were on screen and no space-time continuum was disrupted (I hope, but I'll call up my good buddy, Steven Hawking, just to make sure). It was a bug, a very active bug. You'd think it was January and he was trying to stick to that "New Years' Resolution" for the one week people actually try to do anything. But Herbert (yes, I named him Herbert. He seemed like a Herbert.) is actually keeping up with his plans. One minute he'll be over by the START button and the next he's zoomed up to the search bar and wandering over the pretty pretty letters up there.
As boring as my life is and probably as boring as this whole story sounds, this was the highlight of my day. I chased him around the screen with my mouse, caused several seizures by scrolling the screen up and down super quick, and finally turned the computer off because he was annoying the heck out of me. Only then did I realize that I had been chasing Herbert around for over an hour and a half. This just proves how boring my life is.
No, really. This is my whole week. I have no life.
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