First of all, I have to thank you all for the advice on how to solve my computer problem.
I downloaded a few of the free programs y'all suggested and once I was able to get them to run, they seemed to have fixed the problem. At least for moment. There are no more "BIG TIT" photos being imported, nor is there anymore renaming of my photos.
Now, I must make a confession. I know EXACTLY where I picked up the precious little virus/spyware from and as TOTALLY EMBARRASSING as it is, I'm going to tell you where.
I got a "friend request" from some radio station on MySpace. I clicked on over to check the site out. Oh man. This is where it gets really embarrassing. There was a section on their page with a bunch of what looked like "Profile pics". Just about the photos, it said something like "Send us your photos and we'll feature them here."
There was one photo that stood out to me. It was a Very Large Half Naked Woman. Curiousity got the best of me and I wanted to see her "page" so, I clicked on the photo! WORST MISTAKE OF MY INTERNET LIFE!
Instead of being taken to her myspace page. A little x came up on the screen and the photo downloaded to my computer and the next thing I know, a ton of pictures started pouring into my computer. At first, they were advertisement like photos, then, all of a sudden BAM! Look at this here very large cock! And look at this here, um, very shaved vagina! And then, and this is where I started to cry and panic, MY photos were being renamed to things like "Cocksucker" and "Tittay lovah".
I won't go into anymore details, because... BORING. But! I was able to download a few programs and apparently, they removed whatever the hell it was because there are no more pictures being imported and all of my pictures are back to the way they were.
I really hate hackers, and like Ben said, they really do need to have their dicks chopped off.
I give them The Double Bird!
Now! Let's move onto some exciting stuff!
I am not feeling good today (translation: I'm hemorrhaging like a MOFO) so, I thought I'd treat myself to a Green Tea Frappucino. I got G-Unit dressed, put on a bra and off to Starbucks we went.
It was the most perfect Green Tea Frap that I've ever tasted. Just the right amount of Melon Flavor, perfectly blended, no huge ice chunks... It was truly perfect.
When we got home, G-Unit wanted to "WEE" on her "WEE", and I knew that was what she wanted because she said "WEE! WEE?". I was on a high from my Perfect Frap and even though I had a million things to do in the house, I was like "The housework can wait! Let's WEE!"
Not two minutes into the Wee Session, I hear this strange buzzing sound. Chills ran up and down my body because it sounded a lot like a bee. And I'm scared of bees. Terrified, even. I look up and HOLY SHIT OMG BEEEEEES. EVERYWHERE. COMING RIGHT AT ME AND MY DAUGHTER.
I dropped my frappucino to the ground and I screamed something like "OMG! BEES! MUST GO! INSIDE! DON'T! WANT TO! DIE! MUST SAVE GABBY! OMG! BEEEEES!" whilst trying to get my daughter out of the swing.
I was telling myself to "stay calm" because "OH MY GOD THE BEES CAN SMELL MY FEAR AND THEY ARE GOING TO KILL ME!" But, "OMG THE BEES WERE GOING TO KILL ME!" So, staying calm wasn't an option.
Yes. I thought they were "Killer bees" and yes, I thought they were coming to kill me and my daughter.
Now. I have a "history" of over reacting to things, but, in this case, I think my reaction was completely justified.
I got her out of the swing, ran to the door and tried to unlock it, but I was shaking so violently, I couldn't get the key in the slot. I finally managed to get the key in, opened the door and shut it behind me.
G-unit was screaming, I was crying and not quite sure what to do.
"The police must know so they can warn The Citizens about the Killer Bees!" So, I called the police department.
The phone call went a little (or, maybe, just maybe EXACTLY) like this.
"Hi! OMG! I was outside with my daughter. OMG! Sorry! I'm so scared! I could have died. Ok. Um, So, I was outside with my daughter and OMG! Bees! They started coming towards us! I could hear them and OMG! I'm sorry! Bees! They came at us, hundreds of them! And! Omg! I'm so sorry, I'm freaking! I thought they were going to kill us! OMG! Help! They're still in my front yard! I can't open my door..."
"Maam? Let me give you the number to Vector Control."
Vector control? Was she serious? Shouldn't she be dispatching policemen and firemen to my house to figure out how to stop the vicious Killer Bees? Shouldn't she be telling me things like "Oh my GOD! Keep the doors locked and do not go back out there!"
I call Vector Control and basically give them the exact same story and the lady was all "Ok, ma'am, do you still see the bees?"
"Yes! OMG! They're in a huge pile in my tree! RIGHT NEXT TO MY DAUGHTERS SWING!"
Apparently, it was just a swarm of bees "resting" and they just happened to choose MY tree and um, they weren't Killer Bees trying to kill me and my daughter and ha! ha! like always, I TOTALLY OVERREACTED.
And by totally overreacted, I mean "dropped my Perfect Frappucino and left it there to melt away."
In all seriousness, I am always amazed at the intense and powerful instinct to protect my children from harm. The truth is, I was worried more about my daughter getting stung then I was about my own safety. I actually thought of how I would lay over her body and take the "stings" so she would be safe, but then got scared at what would happen to her if I died whilst being stung and she was left all alone there in the front yard where she could do things like "run into the street".
And even though I was overreacting and the bees weren't trying to kill us, I would have offered myself ALL OF THIS up to those bees in a second if it would keep my daughter safe.
But ha! ha! They were just regular ol' bees looking for a place to rest.
Man. I really do need to learn how to Chill The Hell Out.
You called the cops????? Hahahahaha!!!!!!
I mean, um, wow. Sorry to hear about the ruined frap. ;-)