Why Spammers Should Rot in Hell

I just spent thirty minutes or so proving again and again to myself that the file I thought I had, with a backup of my extensive listerv for my "professional" website addresses, is actually gone. And it's all the fault of the bastard people who think it's okay to fill our inboxes with their crappy advertisements, which I'm quite certain no one has ever thought "wow, I'm so glad I got this information about stock tips from a complete stranger".

My listerv was spammed, so I was trying to fix the problem and change the list to a moderated one. In the midst of doing so, a command went awry and I did not get the email addresses sent to myself that I meant to send. I thought I had a backup email with all the addresses (over 100) in it. I do not, apparently, have such email, which I clearly remember meaning to save only a week ago.

I am so pissed. I mean, I am an experienced computer user. I knew better than to click the confirm button on changing the listserv, but I did it, and now it's screwed. One tiny half a second mistake and now it's just fucked. No word is strong enough to describe it, so profanity and all, it stays.

So how's your morning going so far?