I am in New York Time Hell

and the Devil is a *shudder* hipster.

In attempting to delete my old online account, to which I did not reember the password, I was offered the opportunity to login using my Gmail account, which I accepted, but instead that created a second account using my Gmail account, and I've tried searching the help engine, but there seems to be no way to ever ever escape the Time, and I guess that's why they call it the Time, but for the rest of time, I will be here....

I can't even remember what my plan for today was, this was supposed to be the little twiddly thing I did before I got started, but now I've been here for about two hours, on and off.

Oh, yes, I remember what my morning plan was: I was going to try to unsubsribe from a bunch of newsletters so I could cut down on the junk email...Do you know, I thought, when I subscribed to Wired, that I would receive fewer junk emails from them, but instead I am receiving, I am not exaggerating here, about three times as many as before I subscribed.