Okay, so my inbox is cursed. Maybe yours is too. Mine's got this weird virus that's keeping all the important emails out. Like it's killing them off or something.
I've been standing in the shower for a few extra minutes lately, mentally pep-talking myself into checking my email. "This is it. You're gonna have the best email ever today. The best. Ev. Er. Get out of the shower already."
So I get out of the shower. Get dressed. Take a deep, cleansing breath and open the Internet browser.
Hallelujah!
I have 34 emails!
All from Facebook. It's how I get email.
Hey, it's better than nothing, right? At least that's what I've been telling myself.
My name is Elana Johnson, and I make sure my inbox is full by participating on Facebook. *cheers, applause, knowing looks from fellow Facebook Anonymous members*
What's your dirty little secret? I know you have one. Tell...tell...
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