I forgot to pay my hosting bill.
I had this sudden urge today to take a peek at my blog. No idea where the urge came from. I was just lying in bed and reading a book and suddenly, I just reached for my phone and navigated here. (How random, I know.)
And realized it was kaput.
And I totally flipped.
The error page stated “suspended account”. And being the technical person I am, thoughts such as “DID SOMEONE BREAK INTO MY ACCOUNT TO SEND SPAM?!” were racing through my mind.
Only when I logged into my billing account and saw warnings everywhere along the lines of “O$P$” (“owe money, pay money”, for the uninitiated) did I realize my boo-boo.
Funnily though, I did login to my billing account to update my credit card details when I received the payment notification.
Only that I entered the details wrong.
Then forgot all about it, thinking it’d auto-renew as it should.
Which it didn’t.
I am getting absent-minded. Sorry guys. If anyone’s still reading and thought that I had decided to just let this blog die, I’m still alive and so is my site. I’ve been doing this since 2001 and no matter how unmotivated I am to write these days, I will never ever (like, EVER) let this site die.
It was part of my teenhood, and then my young adulthood. Those years of me glued to my computer designing layout after layout back in the 2000s (which I don’t do anymore). Posts may have dwindled but this place still holds memories.
So, phew. Welcome back, my dear site.
And thank you, Hostgator for not deleting my stuff even though I owed you money. You just saved me from a re-uploading nightmare.
Two weeks ago, I bought about a foot worth of white cloth as I had a pair of jeans I wanted to patch.
However, I was way too busy at that time and left that folded piece of white cloth somewhere on my desk. Directly within sight, so that I’d remember to fix my jeans.
A few days later, my neat freak streak got the better of me and I decided to declutter my desk. I ended up placing the white cloth somewhere else in my room.
Now, I want to fix my jeans and have no freaking clue where the cloth is, despite racking my brains for almost three days.
FML. Welcome to my world.