Good Grief

First, I just want to apologize. If you received an email from me claiming that I was in London and had been robbed at gunpoint, don't send the creep who did it any money. I'm fine, I'm in Utah, safe and sound.

For future reference, if I WAS in Europe with no money, I would not send out a mass email to all of my friends, along with many people I haven't actually talked to in months or even years. Initially, I would talk to the nice people at the airport, or if I got desperate, the American Embassy. If that didn't work, I would call 1st - my parents, 2nd - my sister, 3rd - one of my close friends whose phone number I actually have memorized. That would be a short list.

I do find it almost miraculous that this hacker chose to do this on a week when I am indeed headed for Europe, and right after I really did get shot at in a grocery store.

The upside of this is that I found out how many true friends I have who called to check on me, offered to actually send me the money, and just generally worried about me. I was also able to talk to a lot of people who I haven't been in touch with for awhile. I guess now I know how to get your attention! (Although I must say I was marginally offended that people think so little of my English abilities)

I have finally gotten back into my email account and changed my password. I also found out that the person who did it was accessing my account from NIGERIA. Really? Nigeria?

Well, after finding out Landon was going to be stuck in Switzerland by himself for 6 days, after spending 2 days in the ICU with my sister (who is home and well now, thankfully), after someone hacked into both my Gmail and Facebook accounts...Come on, life, want to pull another football out from under me this week? Go ahead, I can so take you.