So, last year,
snurri told me about
FutureMe.org, a service that allows you to post-date an email to yourself for delivery on some future date.
It sounded fun, and it was around the time of my birthday. Thinking of the birthday-to-come this year (30), I typed myself up something motivational and self-congratulatory and life-affirming and all of that. There was also a bit of your usual "Don't get frustrated about publishing" business.
What's cute is that I sold Amaranth about two weeks after that.
So, in the end, Old Self got pwned by Future Self!