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Oct. 1st, 2002 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7ARRGGHH.
Telnet will not let me check my cif mail account. So, if you've emailed me at my dragon7@cif account, I can't read it. I also can't read comments that were posted to my livejournal, unless I go back to the entries and notice them.
Not that it matters, because nobody's been commenting for a while...
But I get as much mail at that account as at my aol account, and they're not duplicates.
Really I was hoping for a mail from Zobar. I haven't heard from him since last Thursday (maybe Friday morning, I'm not sure)-- so, more or less, since I left. Maybe he's revelling in his newfound freedom from me. Or maybe the new mailserver at work doesn't work as well as he thought it did when he installed in on Wednesday. Who knows. I sure don't.
It's something I don't really like about myself, the way I'm always obsessing over an email from someone-or-other. Since about ... '96 or so, I've always had an e-mail pen pal, in one way or another. Started out with my cousin's friend in Norway, Lars. I'd e-mail him pretty much every day, and he'd email back, and I just got used to it; it's what got me online first. Once I stopped talking to him much, it was any number of people. I had a cc-list of about eight people, during late high school, and we'd all 'include original message' and reply to every message and exponentially we'd write these e-mail novels of the trivia of our lives.
But I was always (in retrospect, which means this may or may not be true) happiest and most obsessed when my email buddy was a romantic interest, at least on the flirting level. I was ridiculous about saving emails from whoever the person was, and would spend a disproportionate amount of time composing replies. It got silly in some instances, but mostly I like to think it was a good exercise in composition for me, even if the "relationship" driving it was entirely bosh.
I have to say, Zobar has been the most satisfying email buddy so far because he's the wittiest, most prolific, and least... arrogant? I have a sneaking suspicion that more than one person has taken my obsession with communication with them in the wrong way, by which I mean as a tremendous boost to their already-overinflated ego (why have I associated with so many arrogant fucks over the years?). I know Mike was convinced he'd broken my heart when he dumped me, when all he really did was save me the trouble of explaining to him that I thought he was something of a twit but was worried that if I dumped him my social life would go down the toilet because I would lose all the friends I'd made through him. (I still have the friends. None of them speak to him anymore, but I get invited to frat reunions. And he doesn't. Hee!)
Anyhow, it just explains how easily put out I get when somebody doesn't e-mail me for several... I won't say days, because that's not the crucial unit of time. Rather, "e-mail cycles", which means a unit of time during which I send and receive emails. So you see how entirely subjective it is; when I have a high-speed connection, an email cycle could be three hours (it takes me a long time to compose emails. a cycle's not over until I've finished reading and replying to all my new mail, have gone on to something else, and then come back to read and reply to all my new mail), but when I have a dial-up, it could be a day and a half to two days, or occasionally more. So there's no way for the other person to really be certain that they won't be offending me, unless they pretty much reply right when they first receive the mail. Which not even I can do all the time. So, for people who have no access to email over the weekend (like Zobar) it's particularly difficult, as I have nothing to do over the weekends BUT email.
I dunno why I'm thinking about this now, except maybe that I haven't really anything else to do. i don't like to sign on, see that I have no mail, and sign off again. Mom's little speech to me about how much it costs them per phone bill when I sign on so many times (an outgoing call here is ten cents. Per call. Sheesh! and the phone bill's bimonthly. So I easily added $30 to the first one after i got my modem.) means that I try to sign on once or, maximum, twice a day-- Ann signs on at night, and if she remembers to switch screen names rather than signing off, I'm all good. So if I sign on in the morning and someone gets back to me in the afternoon, then I've wasted my signing-on session for the day. If I sign on in the afternoon and they got back to me in the morning, then I've wasted a chance to reply to them so they might have another reply by the time I sign on at night.
In other words, I have no life.
And I have very little email.
Or, at least, very little email that I can access. i have no idea why cif is refusing my connection. They never have before. I like that address better. I'm really annoyed that it's being undependable. Bastards!
Oh. It just worked. I tried three times before, in the span of 15 minutes, and every time it refused. Now it worked, and sure enough there's an email from Zobar in it. So... the above is still all true, it's just less annoying now.
:-D
He's enjoying his 'me-time' :-( but he says he doesn't mind me being there that much, so I guess that's good. Dunno why I need to share that, but I feel that I do.
Just to show you all, I'm not just a pushy dame who stays where she pleases with never a mind of the impact on others. Yeah, that's it.
Telnet will not let me check my cif mail account. So, if you've emailed me at my dragon7@cif account, I can't read it. I also can't read comments that were posted to my livejournal, unless I go back to the entries and notice them.
Not that it matters, because nobody's been commenting for a while...
But I get as much mail at that account as at my aol account, and they're not duplicates.
Really I was hoping for a mail from Zobar. I haven't heard from him since last Thursday (maybe Friday morning, I'm not sure)-- so, more or less, since I left. Maybe he's revelling in his newfound freedom from me. Or maybe the new mailserver at work doesn't work as well as he thought it did when he installed in on Wednesday. Who knows. I sure don't.
It's something I don't really like about myself, the way I'm always obsessing over an email from someone-or-other. Since about ... '96 or so, I've always had an e-mail pen pal, in one way or another. Started out with my cousin's friend in Norway, Lars. I'd e-mail him pretty much every day, and he'd email back, and I just got used to it; it's what got me online first. Once I stopped talking to him much, it was any number of people. I had a cc-list of about eight people, during late high school, and we'd all 'include original message' and reply to every message and exponentially we'd write these e-mail novels of the trivia of our lives.
But I was always (in retrospect, which means this may or may not be true) happiest and most obsessed when my email buddy was a romantic interest, at least on the flirting level. I was ridiculous about saving emails from whoever the person was, and would spend a disproportionate amount of time composing replies. It got silly in some instances, but mostly I like to think it was a good exercise in composition for me, even if the "relationship" driving it was entirely bosh.
I have to say, Zobar has been the most satisfying email buddy so far because he's the wittiest, most prolific, and least... arrogant? I have a sneaking suspicion that more than one person has taken my obsession with communication with them in the wrong way, by which I mean as a tremendous boost to their already-overinflated ego (why have I associated with so many arrogant fucks over the years?). I know Mike was convinced he'd broken my heart when he dumped me, when all he really did was save me the trouble of explaining to him that I thought he was something of a twit but was worried that if I dumped him my social life would go down the toilet because I would lose all the friends I'd made through him. (I still have the friends. None of them speak to him anymore, but I get invited to frat reunions. And he doesn't. Hee!)
Anyhow, it just explains how easily put out I get when somebody doesn't e-mail me for several... I won't say days, because that's not the crucial unit of time. Rather, "e-mail cycles", which means a unit of time during which I send and receive emails. So you see how entirely subjective it is; when I have a high-speed connection, an email cycle could be three hours (it takes me a long time to compose emails. a cycle's not over until I've finished reading and replying to all my new mail, have gone on to something else, and then come back to read and reply to all my new mail), but when I have a dial-up, it could be a day and a half to two days, or occasionally more. So there's no way for the other person to really be certain that they won't be offending me, unless they pretty much reply right when they first receive the mail. Which not even I can do all the time. So, for people who have no access to email over the weekend (like Zobar) it's particularly difficult, as I have nothing to do over the weekends BUT email.
I dunno why I'm thinking about this now, except maybe that I haven't really anything else to do. i don't like to sign on, see that I have no mail, and sign off again. Mom's little speech to me about how much it costs them per phone bill when I sign on so many times (an outgoing call here is ten cents. Per call. Sheesh! and the phone bill's bimonthly. So I easily added $30 to the first one after i got my modem.) means that I try to sign on once or, maximum, twice a day-- Ann signs on at night, and if she remembers to switch screen names rather than signing off, I'm all good. So if I sign on in the morning and someone gets back to me in the afternoon, then I've wasted my signing-on session for the day. If I sign on in the afternoon and they got back to me in the morning, then I've wasted a chance to reply to them so they might have another reply by the time I sign on at night.
In other words, I have no life.
And I have very little email.
Or, at least, very little email that I can access. i have no idea why cif is refusing my connection. They never have before. I like that address better. I'm really annoyed that it's being undependable. Bastards!
Oh. It just worked. I tried three times before, in the span of 15 minutes, and every time it refused. Now it worked, and sure enough there's an email from Zobar in it. So... the above is still all true, it's just less annoying now.
:-D
He's enjoying his 'me-time' :-( but he says he doesn't mind me being there that much, so I guess that's good. Dunno why I need to share that, but I feel that I do.
Just to show you all, I'm not just a pushy dame who stays where she pleases with never a mind of the impact on others. Yeah, that's it.
