Letters to Myself That I Forgot I Wrote

Selective memory comes in very handy when something I've done leaves a sour taste in my mouth, or for that matter, someone else's. There's a joke there somewhere.....

Anyway, imagine my surprise, then, when I got an e-mail from the Robthurman Support Team with a lovely little computer virus attached to it.

I have a support team? Where the hell are they, then? I need cigarettes and would love an espresso right about now.

And has it gotten so bad that I'm sending myself virus laden e-mails? I need some stronger pills if I'm engaging in hysterical online mutilation that I cannot remember.

This takes computer virus bullshit spam to a whole new level.

Dear user gadfly,

You have successfully updated the password of your Robthurman account.

If you did not authorize this change or if you need assistance with your account, please contact Robthurman customer service at: support@robthurman.com

Thank you for using Robthurman!
The Robthurman Support Team
*attachment*

The info below is from the e-mail I supposedly sent to myself. I assume that means someone in Texas must not like me.

Surprise!

(dialup-4.230.180.166.Dial1.Houston1.Level3.net
[4.230.180.166])by mail74.megamailservers.com (8.13.1/8.13.1)
with ESMTP id j5FLFwfm012722