New Thing #35: gmail, yo

We've been together for seven years, he and I.

But after seven years of putting up with what can only be described as (at best) a satisfactory relationship...

After hearing from several friends that he refused to relay their messages to me, that he told them their messages were "undeliverable"...

After (get this!) reading an article (that's right--he didn't even tell me about it himself, I had to read an article about it) saying that he might start charging people to get in touch with me...

I finally had enough. I'm dumping AOL.

I would have done this a long time ago if it weren't for the fact that AOL was my first email server and so I felt some sort of nostalgic connection to him, and the thought of switching over to another server always felt like such a hassle.

Those worries are not going to stop me anymore. Hells, no. This is My Year of New Things. Therefore, New Thing #35: I gots me a new email address. In with the new, out with the old.

But first, I'd like to have a moment of silence while we all mourn the passing of my aol address.

(silence)

Thank you. Now you can open your eyes and welcome into the world:

My new gmail.com address. It's the same address as my old address, except now it's @gmail.com instead of @aol.com.

Please update your address books. Of course, I'll probably send you an email with this info too ("probably"? who am I kidding?) in case you don't read this.

Update: I just read the above post and had several conflicting reactions that I thought I would share with you:

Part of me was like, "seriously? You just put your new email address on your blog for anyone to see? Seriously? What if you start getting crazy emails from strangers who want to know more about your thoughts about Derrick from The Real World/Road Rules Gauntlet 2 being like a pit bull?"

And then another part of me was like, "that would rock! I love email. Especially from strangers who want to talk about what a pit bull Derrick is."

And then another part of me was like, "are you REALLY that obsessed with reality TV, Erik? Is that REALLY all you can talk about? Stop talking about reality, TV, Erik. I mean, seriously. Come on."

And then another part of me was like, "oh my god, the new season of America's Next Top Model begins in less than a month."

And then another part of me was like, "American Idol totally sucked last night. I don't think I'm gonna watch it this season."

And then another part of me was like, "no you d'int. You d'int just bag on my girl Paula."

And then another part of me was like, "seriously. Stop talking about reality TV and stop watching it. It's taking jobs away from talented writers like yourself."

And then another part of me was like, "oh, shut up, now that cable exists, there's more opportunities for everyone everywhere."

And then another part of me was like, "I wonder if anyone in the Survivor casting office reads blogs? Wouldn't it be cool if, somehow, someone from thier office read my blog and they decided to make all of my dreams come true. I wish I knew how to upload video onto my blog because it would be really funny to upload my Survivor audition tape, which is three years old, but it just gets funnier with age."

And then another part of me was like, "learn how to spell the word 'their,' Erik."

And then another part of me was like, "what was I even talking about in the first place?"

And then another part of me was like, "that's right--Derrick from "Real World/Road Rules Gauntlet 2...he's dreamy. And he's a pit bull. And if you found my blog after searching the phrase 'Derrick is a pit bull,' you should totally start a conversation by leaving a comment because we're obviously on the same wavelength, if not soulmates."

And then another part of me was like, "stop pimping for comments, dude."

And then another part of me was like, "I can't believe you haven't blogged about the new season of Survivor yet. It's too good. Exile Island? Genius. And Jeff Probst? Hotter than ever. And all of the drama? Just getting started."

And then another part of me was like, "Shut. Up."

And then another part of me was like, "back to the actual post, when you mentioned that you had read an article about AOL proposing an email tax, you should have linked to the article. Well? Are you gonna go up there and fix it?"

And then another part of me was like, "what's for lunch?"