Hotmail started threatening to delete my inbox stuff, so I took all the messages I’d been saving from my Allen and KTV and Maggie correspondences and set up new hotmail accounts and sent them there to be dealt with at a later date.
Hotmail deleted them.
These three are brilliant writers of letters, and so am I, occasionally, when writing to them. That’s a year or so of really good reading, gone. Why do I keep trusting computers and the WWW not to eat my soul?
Goddammit. I’m going to go bark at the dog for a while until I calm down some.