When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

~ Kahlil Gibran, from"The Prophet"

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Chatting and Rebuilding

I had a chat with my friend Garcia last night.  I asked her if she had some time in the coming days, in between profiling all those serial killers of course, if she would look into my little hacker problem. She ingeniously gathers data to assist the BAU as they profile the crazies out there; is brilliant when it comes to finding things presumed "lost" to the untrained, non-techie (i.e.-me) or deemed "irretrievable" by difficult-to-understand, outsourced employees, ultimately reached after spending hours in automated-system hell.  This should be a cake walk for her.

I know she'll do her best, but Garcia is a real sweetie (kind of a pussy cat actually) and I'm not sure what that creep who stole my stuff is really like.  I can't expect the whole Team to get involved and go after the SOB.  After all, those serial killers certainly do take priority over my treasured emails.

So, I might have to chat with my friend Lisbeth.

This kind of thing just might piss her off enough
to put her over the edge.
One can only hope...

in the meantime, my new email is


Yes, I am backing this one up.
Yes, I have a much stronger password that will be changed more frequently.
Yes, my blog is backed up.
Yes, the experts can get into this stuff if they really want to anyway.
Nothing is safe anymore.

I've started from scratch and have been rebuilding my contact list.
A few sentimental souls have kept some correspondences we've had
and have forwarded them to me.
I'm deeply grateful.
Please, keep sending what you have,
and forward this post on to others.
thank you

P.S.  If you were a recipient of my Spain adventure email, perhaps you should change your password too.
Just in case.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012


My email account was hacked into last night.  Perhaps some of you received a message from me with the innocent subject line "Hi".  Upon opening it you were told I was in Spain, I lost my baggage and passport, and I needed money.

I am not in Spain.  My baggage is in the closet.  I don't have a passport.

I don't need money.  I need all the emails that were wiped out.

Everyone in my contact list - gone.
Every email in my inbox, drafts, sent, spam, trash - gone.
All my precious emails from dear friends who wrote such beautiful words while Erin was sick and after she died - gone.
All of my emails from Erin - gone.
All of the IM's Erin and I shared and I'd saved - gone.

I simply don't understand how anyone could do something like this.

I spent HOURS trying to get a real live person on the phone to help me.  I was finally told nothing could be done.

I can't receive any emails, so if anyone has tried to contact me, it hasn't come through.  I'll have to create a new email account.  I don't even know anyone's email address.

Life is way too hard.