Kiss My Knits!

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Doublecrap.

Last night at around 7:30pm I was deleting a bunch of spam from my inbox. I was going too fast, and just as I hit DELETE on one, I saw the word “Jayne” in the body of the one line e-mail.

I almost never delete anything by accident, but that’s why God made trashcans, so you can fish the e-mail back out again. Except that apparently after all the computer woes of this month, when we got my mail server set up again, the trash was never configured properly. All the e-mails I’ve deleted since Nov 11th haven’t gone to the trash, they’ve just been immediately deleted.

In spite of my husband’s best efforts, the e-mail was unrecoverable. So whatever somebody wanted to tell me about Jayne hats at 7:30 last night is gone forever. One line means it was probably “Are you still making the Jayne hats and how long would it take to get one?” Alas, the poor sap will never know.

Crud.