Raging

I usually go to Xanga to rage, but when I logged in tonight to rage, it appeared that free Xanga is defunct.  You basically have to pay to continue blogging there.  What is more, the data from one of my accounts is all gone (thankfully, the data from 2 others was archived, and I downloaded it, though it's not in any reader-friendly format -- XML) [yes, I had 3 Xanga accounts -- don't judge me -- I was in high school and angst-y]. 

I'm kind of pissed about losing the 3rd account.  It's not like my memories from high school are, in the grand scheme of things, all that important.  I've moved on from that period of my life.  And I still have journal entries and main-Xanga-blog entries from that time period.  But that 3rd site was where I really went to rage -- when I was really hurt, when I had private thoughts about wanting to do bad things to myself.  Not a happy period of life, but also one that I kind of wanted at least an opportunity to archive/save somewhere. 

But Xanga didn't even bother notifying its users that it was "going 2.0" and migrating only certain users' data.  Sure, only the active users got migrated, and I guess that 3rd account hadn't been active for a long time.  How hard would it have been to send an email?  I probably wouldn't have gotten it anyway, since I have no idea what email address is associated with the account.  But the fact that they didn't even try . . . MAKES ME WANT TO RAGE.

And now I'm raging about losing angst-y (and, in many cases, sad) high school memories instead of raging about work. 

I guess I'll have to rage here from now on.  RAGE.  RAGE.  RAGE!!!