That XP Worm is pretty nasty

It’s an amaz­ing world we live in. Last night I helped a woman in Tehran rid her com­put­er of the lat­est Inter­net worm/virus. It was a lit­tle bit of a pain because appar­ent­ly Microsoft­’s Win­dows Update soft­ware does­n’t work with pirate ver­sions of XP, which thanks to the trade embar­go is what most copies of it in Iran are. But I’m tena­cious and clever and have a faster con­nec­tion, so I was able to be help­ful and walk her through it.

You know what they say – if the ladies don’t find you hand­some, they’d bet­ter find you handy. And come to think of it, the last two women I dat­ed (err… “went out with more than once”) seemed more inter­est­ed in my cord­less drill and abil­i­ty to move fur­ni­ture than … well, than any­thing else. I must be pret­ty damn bor­ing if the inan­i­mate objects I own are more inter­est­ing than I am.

The world is going past me out­side. Every­one seems to have some­where to go, and I feel stuck in my chair. What ever hap­pened to my pur­pose in life?