Today I actually wondered what my password was, as I tried to get onto my blog.
I FORGOT it!
For Flip's sake.
I actually Forgot My Password.
This is madness.
I LOVE my blog. Hoover round it regularly, polish all the nick nacks...
Put some nice pictures up.
Invite friends over to look at pitiful worded offerings about Poo.
Laugh at comments.
Cry at comments.
Visit other blogs and offer to do the washing up. (not really, which is WHY blogging is so fabulous)
And there I was, that little flashing thing on the screen hovering over the rectangle space where the password should go, thinking...
What the hell IS it?
My password.
Blank.
Scratched head.
Picked nose.
Drummed fingers on keys.
Asked myself out loud.
And after several moments of painful thought, remembered.
Hooray!
At last!
Typed it in.
And there I was! On my blog again after weeks of absence. Purple person at top of blog with lots of champagne.
God, I thought.
Must change that picture, I look like a loon.
Which, of course, I am.
Looked at all the names down my blog list.
Hovered over them. Very glad to see those familiar names again after my absence.
It's not changed! They're all here!
Rather like coming into room where party is and you know everyone.
Fab.
And so, here is my paltry middle of December offering...
Crap, eh?
But heartfelt crap, so that's OK.
Flipping heck, this is hard work. I had forgotten how I need to check each sentence for being spelt right, and not too long, and not too short. Might have to take up Facebook instead.
NO! NEVER!! Well, actually DO have Facebook account, and occasionally go on it so that I can feel smug about all the other people who go on it incessantly and say things like, 'Am doing my washing.'
???
Right, going to write down my password so that will remember it when I next log in.
And then am going a'visiting. Get your kettles on...milk and a little sugar, please.
See you in a mo'!
xx
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9 comments:
Not that it isn't positively orgasmic to have you back here and all, but about what would you have written if you had been able to remember your password?
Bowel movements, probably. So spared you from that fate. Lovely to see you too, VS. Are we the only ones here? xxxx
Yea!! You are back. Have missed you. I have a collection of 3 x 5 cards on which all of my passwords are written. It helps.
I make all the passwords the same bunch of garbled letters, that way the glass of wine or brain malfunction doesn't interfere with sharing my ramblings.
You nutter. Was wondering where the bleedin' hell you had ended up.
Now I know.
In the amnesia clinic.
So glad it's not just me then.
LCM x
I have to have a very small address book with all my computer names and passwords. I try to stick to the same one (which they tell you not to do) but sometimes you need letters and numbers, sometimes capital letters etc. so it all gets a bit confusing and there's not a snowflake in hell's chance of remembering them!
LL - oh, bless your heart... think that I may have to buy those cards too... senior moments are SO not my thing. xx
ADoC _ even better. Passwords and wine SHOULD be able to mix nicely. xx
LCM - Yup, that weirdo just across the ward from you is me!! xx
EM - crikey, that is well organised!! And have envy for the small address book... OFF to the shops now to get one. xx
Hurrah, Ladybird is back!
Being of the paranoid persuasion, I don't have my actual passwords written down for fear of them being misappropriated. However, but I do have a list of reminders/clues that I ocassionally have to refer to. My biggest problem with passwords at the moment is that my keyboard is knackered and not all the number keys work so typing anything at all is a challenge.
I forget passwords on a daily basis and have to do the "forgot your password Numbnuts?" link all the time and they have to email me instructions, so I totally understand my love. Merry Christmas by the way! x
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