Other than autofiltering out stuff when I hit the limits, I've decided as long as I've got the space, I'm not going to try to do any more than delete contentless stuff. Because my ridiculous inbox has saved my ass numerous times.
OK, dentist time.
'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Other than autofiltering out stuff when I hit the limits, I've decided as long as I've got the space, I'm not going to try to do any more than delete contentless stuff. Because my ridiculous inbox has saved my ass numerous times.
OK, dentist time.
I don't do the radical deleting, but then I feel I can skim through everything and delete most of it without feeling like I necessarily need to repond.
The first time I did it, I was going through my inbox and was wondering why I had two messages about the same thing from people. And then I realized it was because they had actually followed the instructions!
I can count on one hand the number of times I've even thought "I wish I had that", but except for my abusive, lying author (before I realized what I needed to save or not) it's certainly never been something critical.
I'm a purger by nature. The thought of just having useless stuff lying there unorganized gives me hives.
I could never do that out of office thing. Conversations I'm part of are not going to stop and restart because I miss a day.
Wore my Join The Rebel Alliance Princess Leia shirt to the hospital. Admissions guy liked it.
For some reason the insomnia fairy seems to have moved in, with no plans to move out. Caffeine isn't helping. Neither is the fact that the office is warm.
I keep telling them we need an official afternoon nap time (milk and graham crackers optional),
Inboxes with 87486329 unread messages terrify me. I use gmail for work (and like that it calls conversations back up, thank you!) and don't ever worry about space, but everything. EVERY. THING. gets labeled and archived once I'm done dealing with it. (err, that's gmail archive, as in "get it out of the inbox".)
My system is similar to Megan's (delete immediately or deal and archive/clean up), but without doing anything with my sent mail; to-be-dealt-with stuff goes to gmail tasks, which automagically links back to the email conversation, so it doesn't get a special label.
All my advice is from Get-It-Done-Guy. Favorite advice (that I don't totally follow) is for your Out-of-Office message to read that you will not be able to reply to anything sent in your absence and for the sender to resend anything requiring a response. Then delete the entire contents of your inbox upon your return.
Good for the person this works for, but there's so many important messages it simply wouldn't. I can't imagine having a job where you can be as imperious to all your correspondents.
Pretty cool and effective marketing. [link]
1136 victims in total were snagged, with over 1.5 million users watching their reactions live on SKY Sport. The two weeks following the event, the Heineken subsite received over 5 million unique visitors, plenty of blog and news coverage, and some seriously heavy YouTube/socnet love.
I have to write a self assessment.
"Dear Boss: I slounge, I smoke, I yoga. I cook. I'm gonna be a porn-writer when the livejournal rolls back. There's slash in the internet since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a yoga mat."
Inboxes with 87486329 unread messages terrify me.
See also those people with phone mail box lights that are never not lit. Ever.
ION, it is GORGEOUS in Boston today. Must be close to 65, and it feels warmer in the sun. Supposed to last at least until Sat night/Sun morning, though the tempratures will slowly creep back down towards normal.
I'm currently about 4500 messages behind in filing my Inbox. But only 35 of them are unread.
The conversation here got me motivated enough to file up to June 2008, but the rest is going to have to wait until I'm significantly more industrious.