I"ve had a Bill the Cat day/weekend.  Someone got my password for my general e-mail.  This didn't cause me to be hacked, and apparently didn't lead to anybody getting into my e-mail address book, probably because I don't keep that in the cloud. 
What it caused was such a spam storm that I got 1073 replies from servers across the country to tell me that the account that mail went to didn't exist, or challenging my existence as a human.  If you got an e-mail from me that started:
"You are entitled to $920,000.00 USD in... ," I did not send it. However, apparently my e-mail account did, because GCI was forced to suspend the account after about three hours of constant automated responses. 
The GCI techs reassure me that it happened at the server level, and suggested that it had occurred because I responded to one of those emails announcing that my e-mail account has exceeded something, and asking me to log in to avoid cancellation. I absolutely never respond to those things, except by telephone to my IT folks at GCI. But I do have a bad habit of booting up thunderbird e-mail from non-secure hotspots, and logging into my low risk sites (such as this one) from places like B&N. 
The event led to sucky days. I think the e-mail world is done warning me that my e-mails still haven't been received by people who don't exist, but it put me seriously out of sorts, and now I have really complex passwords on several sites that have had always had very simple ones. 
I managed to write a couple thousand words, but nothing special. I'm 4000 and change behind on my NANO goal, and don't want to fuss with it tonight.
I think I'll go cough up a hairball.
Bill
  
    
    
    
        Published on November 04, 2012 22:27
    
 
  
This version doesn't have pictures, but the text of one of my all time bits of Bloom County lore is available here: http://www.highwaygirl.com/archive/00...