I just can't bring myself to do it

I decided to be proactive today. It's raining like the dickens today and I'm trying to fight the intense fatigue that I'm feeling. So I'm ticking things off my to do list, trying to supress the panic I'm feeling because the research for my article still isn't done and none of my sources are available for contact, but I'm fine... cool as a cucumber.

When I'm in denial like this I do a lot of meanial things that I've been putting off for being, well, too meanial. One of these things was dealing with the monsterous volume of junk mail that comes into my mailbox at work. Since this account isn't originally mine, I can only imagine what those before me signed up for. Of course, they signed up for a cooking zine and have been bombarded by at least 20 messages a day in Chinese, amoung other body enhancement offers and African money scams. When I was on vacation a couple of weeks ago, about 1200 messages piled up in less than 7 days. I'm constantly baffled at the junk that comes in here. It's an organization staffed by 3 women, two of which are pretty religous and the other (me) who is not the target market of ANY of these messages.

I've been tempting fate and sending emails to the unsubscribe option. Which I now think actually signs you up for more emails or is just a bunk address to make it look like you have a choice in all this junk mail hoo-haa. Anyway, I've been trying to discard some of the more offensive messages coming my way, but I just can't bring myself to actually type in some of these email addresses. The winner so far today for being so bad it made me laugh was unsubscribe@goslutgo.com.

I'm never going to be able to face a situation where upon encountering any sort of reference to porn or the sex industry,where I don't giggle because I have the phrase "Go slut go" running through my mind.

I'm actually getting quite attached to the phrase and for a moment have considered changing my blog title to it. I'm sure that would increase my traffic...

HRH