In an attempt to get something done this weekend other than finish the 4th Harry Potter book, I'm going through the files on my old desktop computer, the first one I ever had, the one I got in 1996. I can even tell when it crashed and I lost everything, since that's when all my email starts - 1998.

1998. Can you believe it? Seems a lifetime ago for me.

This is like going through old yearbooks, except it's even more immediate, what with the blow-by-blow emails I used to send and receive. I'm reliving relationships that I had forgotten about. That are perhaps best forgotten about. I don't know. Can't stay up all night doing this though. Due to the technology of the old machine vs. the technology of my current laptop, I can't do a straight transfer of material, and I am limited to the storage capacity of a 1.4 MB floppy, so most of this history will be permanently relegated to my past this evening. I think it's for the best.