For the last few months, my MSN mail has been acting petulant. Sometimes it does what it's told. Sometimes it goes catatonic. Sometimes it just does whatever the fuck it wants. It got to the point where I just ended up using it through hotmail most of the time, simply to avoid it locking up my computer. Today, however, I decided to take power over my simple office machinery...and so I got tech support on the issue and they did that cool thing where they take over your computer and become responsible for the horizontal and the vertical while you sit at your desk wondering if they can see all the porn.
The good news was that the lovely Pearl fixed my email so that it's working great.
The bad news is that in order to do so, the lovely Pearl apparently DELETED EVERY FUCKING SAVED EMAIL I'VE SENT OR RECEIVED FOR THE LAST THREE YEARS. Pearl didn't inform me that this was going to be a byproduct of her fixing my mail, or else I would have, you know, saved it all on a zip drive or something. Something.
My hope is that this will be one of those moments where I realize my OCD storage of email is akin to realizing there's absolutely nothing you need in your garage, that it's all just a bunch of things that you inexplicably keep in boxes and shuttle from one house to the next for the total of your life. I'd like to believe this is going to be how I feel tomorrow. I'd like to believe that. Until said belief occurs, I intend to sit here like Christopher Reeve at the end of Somewhere In Time, pining away for my electronic Jane Seymour, lost forever into the ether.