Toads

We all have them in our life. Irritating toads. Some gals have the real deal pooping Texas-size toad stool (I'm so funny ;0) outside the front door. I, however, am referring to the figurative toad-person.

I received notification recently that 'someone has attempted to access' some of my personal accounts. Nosy #(@*#. These accounts are not financial but personal email and the like. Just to be safe, I did baton down the hatches on all financial accounts as well as the others. Through past necessity, I learned to be a bit of a computer sleuth. I have not had to use these skills in several years and am left a little rusty. Still, I am 98% sure of who the amphibian is (sorry to insult amphibians everywhere). Should further incident occur, I will be 100% sure and then, well, have you heard of Frogger? Nah, tempting though it may be, I'll follow the appropriate channels.

Seriously, what is with people? Get a life. Poor dear. All that time figuring a way in to find an account full of spam and some library notices! Serves the toad right.

That said, if you receive any 'unusual' email from me, please let me know.

(Speaking of email: my 'uncompromised' link is now in the profile rather than the sidebar.)