I have decided to take a year out from college
to pursue the burgeoning industry
that is surrounding my original E-mail.
This is getting surreal. I feel like Carlton
Palmer. There's a swirl of activity around
me, but I don't seem to know what's going on.
I know less than all you do. I can't receive
The Fiver anymore but I'm told they put
a link to this site in tonight's edition.
I'm still trying to work out if this was a favour or
a punishment. I don't know you see.
I never did get a chance to unsubscribe.
How deep does the irony have to be before we all drown?
There's gonna be a backlash. I can feel it.
I've been going through all the E-mails to the web site about the E-mail. Eh? Help?
They were all supportive. The weirdness
continues. I'm the guy who made the mistake
and yet all you people don't get to see all the
comments and messages.
Until now.
Yes that's right. E-mails about E-mails about
one E-mail about an E-mail.
What the fu[censored]