Well, my IP Address got hacked

By some guy in Romania. So I won't be on Skype or MSN tonight.

 

beat him up.

but that sucks.

 

Those crazy Romanian kids and their hacking.

 

I can't log onto my e-mail or Facebook or school account either. I don't think the information I have no here is revealing or interesting by any means, though, so I'm cool with staying on here. But some guy is gonna come into tomorrow and go through each computer in the house. Which means I have to leave my laptop at home. Which irks me, especially since I dislike people using my computer unless I'm there. but whatever.

/paragraph.

 

In before common DNS error.

 

how positive are you that you got hacked

also, can't you just change your IP address or something

not really sure how getting hacked works

 

... there is no way for your ip address to be 'hacked'

it's a number

Your computer can get a virus/malware, someone can hack into it, someone can hack into your network. But all an IP address does is identify you on a LAN, and later, your global IP address identifies you on the internet.

sorry to be a ***** but i wasted my life in like 3 years of networking classes. i could literally subnet out an entire network topology and it feels horrible.

If you do a scan it should pick anything up, tho.

 

100%

The IP address will change tomorrow when the guy comes in to fix things up.[DOUBLEPOST=1346107644][/DOUBLEPOST]

It was scanned. I was hacked. Though my dad tends to get things mixed up, and probably meant something else.

 

http://whatismyipaddress.com/change-ip

oh look now you don't have to pay some guy to do it for you

 

Well, he has to scan things and shiit. my dad knows what he's doing. he's used computers since the 70's.

 

I had a dream someone hacked my Facebook and insulted all my friends and then everyone hated me

yep

 

I'm genuinely surprised that I've never had a dream involving Facebook

 

Has he used computers from 2010 and later since the 70s?

 

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I never had a dream about facebook either.

 

At least, that's your excuse if anyone asks.

 

Dude, you have the coolest dad ever.

 

oh wait, did you mean the 1970's? i thought you meant the 2070's. he's actually a cyborg from the future. so y'know.

 

That is actually what I meant.

 

Well, the ****er is typelogging. And he can probably read this. So, goodbye for tonight.

 

I've had dreams involving Facebook. Turns out I'm just an alcoholic and the internet + alcohol = bad combination.