My new computer (YAY!) came bundled with Vista Home Premium. Now, I dealt just fine with any previous Windows revamps. I had 3.1, 95, 98, and most recently, XP. They took a bit getting used to, especially 98 to XP, mainly because of the fancy new user interface and the million little bells and whistles Microsoft tacked on. But I still dealt with it, and never had any real issues that couldn't be solved by playing around with the security settings. I would get into how much I hate Service Pack 2, but I think excessive profanity might not go over so well here.

Vista appeared to be no different. Everything was basically the same as when I had first used XP, only a bit more flashy. Besides the frustrating task of re-downloading every program I use, there wasn't anything largely irritating about it.

That is, until I installed my webmail.

Now that I have your attention, I'm happy to say that the title of this post is NOT misleading. If you don't have to work on Thursday mornings, or even if you do, there's a little place on Queen West where you can satisfy not only your thirst, but your ever-growing need to kick your buddy's ass at Guitar Hero. It's called Rock N' Roll Pornography, it's happening weekly at the Bovine Sex Club, and it's pretty much my favourite thing in life.