My dear, sweet hosting service,

When we were first introduced, I wasn't sure what to do.  I was a little shy and submissive because it was my first blind date with a host - I always stuck with safe (though a tad unreliable) Mr. Blogger.  But I was a new woman with a new domain and I was going to grow as a blogger and get a REAL host.  I heard you were nice and thought you were handsome enough, so I gave it a shot.

The first week was a little rough, sure, but I shyly assumed it was my ignorance because, honestly dear, you were my first.  I was too scared to admit I didn't know what I was doing with you.  You, afterall, had done it before.  So I just layed there and let you do your thing.

The more I learned about what this kind of relationship is supposed to be, the more I realized you were kinda a jerk.  I learned by reading detailed websites and from talking to professionals, and you know what?  You're not only a jerk - you're a PAIN IN MY ASS.

I tried to use protection yesterday - protection from those nasty little comment bugs, and what did you do?  You laughed at me and shut down the system entirely!  Now I'm without protection again and will probably get some sort of disease before it's all over with.  You selfish pig.  I knew I shouldn't have hooked up with you - you're no good for me.

And that's why I'm leaving you.  I would say "it's not you, it's me", but...seriously...it's ALL you.  I'm finding someone else to open my site to. Someone who loves me and who will PROTECT me without making me feel guilty about it.  Goodbye, Yahoo.  This was the worst month of my blogging life. I'm sure you understand.

Love, Chase

p.s. Please don't call me.  It'll only make things harder for us both.