It's just me. And me. Britney reference? Perhaps, to commemorate tomorrow night's Glee episode.
After two harrowing days, I've finally defeated the beast known as Antimalware Doctor.
Here's usually what happens: whenever I even decide I want to ATTEMPT watching a movie or TV show online, I get a virus. I normally know better; I go to the theaters or rent it or do anything but watch things online, partially from guilt, too. Last time I tried to watch something online was A Nightmare on Elm Street, I think, last March, and I got a virus from that, too. Time before that may have been catching up with Glee.
On Saturday night I for some reason decided I wanted to watch Resident Evil: Afterlife, knowing that even if I had friends here in Burlington, they wouldn't want to go (yooooou know who you are, hahaha). I open the movie, watch about thirty seconds, then decide the quality of the video isn't so great and that I wouldn't be experiencing the 3D aspect of the movie. I exit, and close my computer.
By the time I open it again a few hours later, I have all these popups and viruses and lord knows what, and great, I got another virus. If you know me you'll know I do not stay up late at all, and this being at 9pm, I'm clearly distraught because I know I can't go to sleep knowing my computer is a mess.
I was up until about 2 that night, monitoring an ongoing scan (I was given false hope: this supposedly amazing virus protection program does a complete scan, finds 200+ viruses (..!!), gives me the option to delete, I click it, and then it was like "please register." Fuck you), went to sleep thinking it was okay, and then woke up to my problems multiplied. I had work in the morning, and I spent my whole shift wondering about the state of my computer; by the time I come home I find 50+ Internet Explorer pages open on dating sites and contests and what have you. After another multiple hours running countless scans, I think it's (..they?) completely gone.
Point is, I've slayed the beast after countless scans and programs downloaded and everything I could possibly do. I've learned my lesson: no more watching things online. Maybe I'll have to suck it up and go see Resident Evil alone.