An Email Letting Me Know You Made It

That was what Jeremy said before he left. To which I replied that he should be careful so Tad doesn't catch it. Well, 24 hours straight of almost exclusively sitting in a closet, I think I may have found the answer to our question. As the mad scientist confirmed, I will not invent anything worth while within the next week, quite simply, because I know it would be dangerous to. But what this really means is that I know something from the future that prohibits me from doing it in the first place. Therefore, somebody who doesn't know about the future must do something I don't expect that causes me, or something of mine, to become valuable. Well, since it is unlikely that anybody will get through the current snow-storm, and only Tad would attempt anything, and I won't give in to him even if he tortures me (or at least I like to think I would), and besides, Aleck would protect me. So there doesn't seem to be much chance of those.

Now bare with me. There is, of course, my email. I've hard-wired it so that it can only be accessed on my computers. So the hacker would have to be at my house to get in. I can get an important email from anybody in the world, and may unwittingly release a world-changing secret to Tad. That would be....bad.