sad state of affairs

'twas a sad, sad day when I realized that just seeing interesting SPAM in my inbox made my day a little easier to bear.

I should really look into getting an e-penpal. Or two.

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EDIT:
What you have to understand is that my day is interminable, with very few breaks or chances to get away from my desk, and for that matter, very little to do at said desk. So normal people, who, y'know, have things to do don't generally have time for but one or two well-worded e-mails. Which, enjoyable though they are to read, aren't enough to sate my undying hunger for brains.

Hence SPAM becoming enjoyable.