They probably won't send you the encryption key, and even if they did, they'd likely use your payment instrument to continue adding additional charges. I'd go with new HD & reinstall.

Yeah. I think I can convince my boss a new HD and reinstall would result in the least time wasted.

AVG is still looking at some files and screenshots I sent them. I also sent them the ransomware text. But I have a feeling this is beyond them.

Whoa, that sounds so crazy! Like on The Good Wife! But probably less dramatic.

Also, if you Google, there are always coupon codes for Dorco, so you can stock up for SUPER cheap.

I am excite!

>I need to take 60mg of my AD but it doesn't come in that dosage, so I take 3 20mg pills a day. Which insurance thinks is 3 months worth. Ummmm, no.

That happens with Tim's Ritalin. It's super annoying. Plus our insurance company's pharmacy plan is weird and charges a lot for Ritalin even though it's generic.

I'm setting this one on automatic refill from now on. When it gets close to the end, they either refill it or arrange for re-authorization, and then let me know when it's ready. No more of this last-minute BS. They're treating this like it's a narcotic, which it very is not. And I'm on nearly the lowest possible dose, anyway, it's not like there's reason to believe I'm abusing it.

Eh, I shouldn't stress about it. They'll fix it, I'll get it, I'll be fine even if I'm without it a couple days, it has a long half-life. It's just the principle of the thing, you know?

It's totally the principle of the thing. I (admittedly, through my own stupidity) cut it a little late on getting a refill of my migraine preventative. Then the mail-order prescription company said they needed unspecified "information" from the doctor's office, which they let me know by leaving a message on my answering machine that didn't mention which medication or member of the household this applied to. Then when I tried to call my doctor's office to get some pills to tide me over, she was out of town, and when her office finally got something called into Walgreens, the insurance company balked at that one.

Result, I went two or three days in withdrawal, because it was easier than trying to argue any more. The headache took another week or so to dissipate.

My lunch was small an unsatisfactory, so now I'm in the stage of being so hungry I can't decide what I want for dinner. Which is still a while away.

I've called one place at 2175 Market that doesn't have any 1-bedrooms available, but I'm scheduled to see the building Saturday morning just in case they have an opening sometime.

I'm scheduled to see this place in the Mission tomorrow morning, although its wildly varied Yelp reviews are probably not the best sign: [link]

Now I'm going to investigate Craigslist for places to see until it's time to leave for Park West.

I find Yelp reviews to be almost always wildly varying. It helps if you can tell which ones are nuts. "This place sucked -- I was in the mood for a burger, but it's a sushi restaurant!" "I drive by this playground all the time -- it looks cute!"

I find Yelp reviews to be almost always wildly varying.

Yeah, but these are indicating that it's going to skew a much younger demographic that likes partying. Another leasing agent has sent me two options, one at 795 Pine and other at 861 Post, which is closer to the Tenderloin than I'd like to be. Ugh.

I'm promising myself so many cocktails if I just keep calling strangers from Craigslist.

For the third time this week Oz has pissed on something of mine. This time it was a sneaker that was only about a month old. I caught him in the act, and the shoe is salvageable, but man, this fucking cat! I yelled at him and chased him down the basement, where he's going to stay until I calm down...maybe by Christmas.