This is... unexpected, bizarre, but really really ego-boosting.
I read SFX magazine. Ok, yesterday I sent them an e-mail for their letters page. It doesn't matter what it was about, it was just something I'd found on the net which I thought they would be interested in. Now they tell you on the letters page that they don't enter into personal correspondence. Ok, that's par for the course with all magazines, you don't want your readers stalking you.
So I go to my Hotmail account today, and what do I find in my junk mailbox? A thank-you note. From the editor.
O.O
o.O
O.o
>.O
O.<
:)
:D
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
It knocked me sideways, but now I can't stop grinning like the big privileged idiot I am.
I read SFX magazine. Ok, yesterday I sent them an e-mail for their letters page. It doesn't matter what it was about, it was just something I'd found on the net which I thought they would be interested in. Now they tell you on the letters page that they don't enter into personal correspondence. Ok, that's par for the course with all magazines, you don't want your readers stalking you.
So I go to my Hotmail account today, and what do I find in my junk mailbox? A thank-you note. From the editor.
O.O
o.O
O.o
>.O
O.<
:)
:D
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
It knocked me sideways, but now I can't stop grinning like the big privileged idiot I am.