Okay, I’ve figured out the WebDAV BS. And duplicated the damn requests to some extent from my own computer… Some dirty Web Folders thing, it seems. Well, not Web Folders, but… same deal. Maybe I’m a shortcut. So I suppose I’ll ignore these from now on. Anyway, I’ve found that knowing that they are running this, and knowing their network name is some sort of vulnerability that I’d probably be able to exploit if I was into that sort of thing. They should be more careful. These aren’t smart users. I wish I’d known ahead of time about the computer I just found that’s sharing My Documents with some nice Philosophy 101 papers in it… Haha. Um. No. I’m not like that. I still haven’t even tried printing anything on any of these shared printers I have access to… But yeah, that’s only because I wouldn’t be around to witness the results.

Hm, as far as I can tell these OPTIONS method requests that I’m getting are coming from users trying to access my shared files over the network. Why this should cause anything to be sent to port 80, I do not know. And it doesn’t happen all the time. So I ask again, what is Microsoft-WebDAV-MiniRedir/5.1.2600?

Pigpen has solved my “view source” issue, for which I am most grateful.

The secret is to empty out the temporary internet files folder.

I shall repay by…
Stealing source code?

How is this:

any better than a personality test.

Bah.
Just as ridiculous, if you ask me.

You know, who gives a shit about the damn personality tests.
Doesn’t really matter. They’re kinda dumb, but so what.
If people want to post nothing but that nonsense, good for them.
Nobody’s forcing anyone else to look at it.

Here’s something better:

It’s good advice.
Calm down. Callllmmmm dowwwwnnn….

What is wrong with IE?
I can’t “view source” anymore.
I click on it and… nothing.

I never realized how often I used it…
What will I do now?!

(We all know that they’re just going to call me back with my bank as a scapegoat, telling me that I have to talk to my branch instead… lalala… And the bank will tell me that it’s not their problem… grrr… destruction… imminent!…)

Okay… so I’ve left a message with this (probably imaginary) person, to call me back, which will hopefully be DONE this time.

How many times have they told me that someone will call me back?
Well, I can’t count that high.

How many times has somebody actually done it?
zero.

And now I can’t go get food, because I know that if I do, my call will this time be returned ASAP.

I am seriously moving to Ganymede.
When I am Empress, banks will be outlawed.

They just transferred me to someone who isn’t there… grrr…

Start again from the beginning… AUGH!!!

Got through faster than usual, but I’m back on hold.

Country western Christmas carols.

I hate telephones.

Hold music this time: Burt Bacharach.

Please, fucking kill me.