My main computer, at home, appears to be going the way of all flesh. At any rate, when I went to check my e-mail before bed last night, I discovered a blank screen (not the screen saver) and could not get anything to happen. The power was on, but nobody's home, that kind of deal. I switched out the monitor with a different one, hoping that might be the problem. No such luck.
If the fateful, inevitable day has come, and my computer has "crashed," then I'm in trouble. How is it that so much of my life is stored in computer files, for many of which I do not have backup copies? Among other things, I've got about ten years of e-mail correspondence, along with the pertinent e-mail addresses, on the hard drive of the not-working beast of a machine.
I'm all the more grateful for my laptop, which should help me to keep up with the things I need to do, as well as various things that I wouldn't really have to do (like blogging). I did manage to figure out how to check my e-mail last night, even without my trusty old Eudora software. In doing so, however, I discovered a "bulk mail" folder with half a dozen messages that I never saw, from people that I like to hear from. So, how long has this been happening? I didn't even know such a folder existed. It "helpfully" stores messages that some computer gremlin apparently considers to be spam-like, and then deletes them after a month. Great. How many people have concluded that I must be some kind of jerk, because I never answered their e-mail message? Urrrgh.
If you've e-mailed me at some point in the last six months, and have despaired of any response from me, please consider the possibility that I never actually saw the message, and that my computer probably ate it. Now that my computer has gotten indigestion and gone into a coma, it is not likely to do this again, although I still don't know if I'm getting everything I should. These are things that probably only the Shadow knows. Meanwhile, without my address book, I shall finally have to start practicing what good little children are taught: speak when spoken to!
Good thing I still have access to my blog, so that I have somewhere to regurgitate my thoughts.
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