Oy, Gmail

It’s at this point in not having Gmail that I truly wish I had not accidentally run over a Google employee’s dog, where by “accidentally” I mean “repeatedly”, and “dog” I mean “son”. And yes, I took that from the Simpsons. Honestly, what else am I supposed to do? It’s not like I have IMAP to fill my time.

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