Ones and Zero’s Can Be Irritating

It is just one of those days. Where you sneeze and do not get your mouth covered in time because you’re typing so all the disgusting spray goes on the monitor screen – that type of day.

Logging into my ISP service is starting to get annoying too. When I first log in I go to my account and check a box that enables me to change to my different email identities without having to type the whole darn username at xxxxxxxxxxxxxx.net in each and every time along with the proper passwords. The ISP I use has this little box to notify me that I can use a picture to help improve the log in verification process and stop identity theft. I do not want to use the silly picture and have ignored this message for more than a month. Now the little message box is setup so when I try and enter my user info it is almost impossible without clicking the stupid box and being whisked away to the site to set it up! Five try’s later I finally get my mouse to click in the log in box without hitting the other box and am allowed to enter the info. I know I could stop all this if I stopped deleting all my cookies each time I close my browser – but I hate tracking cookies – even if they originate from my ISP.

Next all the forwarded emails from members of the group I mentioned in the last post fill my mailbox. LOL none are addressed to me – just forwarded emails between the other members engaged in their pissing contest. No one has explained bcc to them apparently. I must admit that a couple of them really pulled me out of my log in funk. Grown professional adults slinging insults in some ways can get very amusing. I should feel bad about deriving cheep entertainment from them but I can not when I am occupied laughing so hard. I know, I know, it is not funny – yeah right.

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I  check my news reader for updates on any of my watched blogs. Then I log in at Flickr and find many of the groups I belong to have messages from someone warning everyone about some other group etc. and yep – it is another group of spammers and players fighting in the playground and stirring up sand. I log off.

 

I move onto this blog deleting all the new spam that the spam guard has caught in the last few days and type this out.
I think I will log off the computer now and play around with my camera, read a book, watch some television, or maybe I will just zone out in the playground of my mind.