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Woo-hoo! Those were some interesting days. On July 4th, 2009, my system was attacked by nasty viruses. Initially, General NOD32 took care of one enemy, but then it turned out that there were thousands of them. In a hurry, I started evacuating the system and then initiated Exterminatus (disk formatting :3). Screams, groans, explosions. The nasty viruses died along with the innocent inhabitants :(, in short – everything was destroyed (deleted). Then I installed Windows, built a new system, complete with blackjack and hookers! For the first time in millennia, my humble, old computer was running like new. The system boots in 30 seconds now, instead of 5 minutes as before. It's just wonderful. Not to mention that there's a whole lot of free space now (well… compared to what there was). But then, when I started setting up the network, I realized that I had lost the contract somewhere a long time ago. As a result, I had to spend two days without internet (I only went to restore the contract today).
And I finally watched the first "Alien" movie. It's a pretty funny movie, and as expected… That same night, I dreamed about aliens :D. However, in that dream, I was the villain – I found a Facehugger and, for some reason, let it into the city, telling it to "kill everyone!"
I also had a dream today (it's strange, I haven't been dreaming, and now I'm dreaming every day. Although, I haven't been sleeping well lately). The dream was about a huge number of skinheads appearing in my town. And they were organized – they all belonged to the same "organization." So, my brother, another couple of guys, and I decided to get rid of them. For some reason, one of us had to be caught and taken to them. So, I agreed to be the "victim." They dressed me up like a rapper (well, that's what they said in the dream) (except for the pants. And instead of a cap, I preferred a hood. But overall, I liked the outfit). I went to their lair (it was something like a factory, or even bigger, I don't know). I attracted attention, and for about an hour (if we're talking about real time, it seems that's how long it actually was, because it felt like a very long time), I ran around, hiding from them. At one point, when I was walking past them in the dark, I accidentally stepped on something crunchy. Well… They caught me. Then my friends came to rescue me, and so on – it's not interesting to talk about the rest.