I Need to Accept That I Am Not Steve -I Mean- Bill Gates

Seriously.

Within the last 24 hours I have (in no uncertain order):
1) Discovered that our desktop computer has been infected with I don't know how many viruses (let's not even GO TO who or how that happened and, for the record it's not my fault).
2) Attempted to install virus software and failed. Miserably.
3) Attempted to do a system restore (it seemed like the right thing to do at the time) to fix the computer and again, failed miserably.

Oh, and it gets better:
1) I've 'borrowed' my ex husband's webcam (there is a story behind that but I'll let it slide) to use for Blogher@Home and determined that I couldn't make it work.
2) I've 'borrowed' another computer which DID have webcam to only determine that I could not make the microphone work with the headset (also purchased).

I've come to the realization that Steve, I mean Bill Gates I'm not.

At this point, I'm seriously contemplating the price of said purchases above and determining if, in fact, it would just be cheaper to attending Blogher next year. Uh, right, THIS is the reason why I'm on my way.

That's right, you read it right, I've already bought my ticket for Blogher '10! It's an entire year away but, yes, I am the proud owner of one of these coveted tickets. Yea me!

So ladies, I need a roommate and someone to obsess with over the next 365 days.

I commit to the following:
I won't care if you come back to the room drunk.
I will be mad if you puke on me.

And finely:
I will snore - probably loudly (I'm not sure though because I'm asleep).

So, have you bought your ticket? Will I get to 'see' you in real life??