| Monday, January 20th, 2003
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1:32a Suffered a huge computer failure a few days ago. I lost...pretty much EVERYTHING that wasn't backed up either online or on disc...I had an entire 15 gig partition, just about full, suddenly go from readable to "free space"...and then when DOS didn't read an NTFS partition....i lost another partition due to a stupid user level (i.e. I'm a fucking dumb ass) error mistaken reformat... so i lost about 30gig worth of email, pictures, concert/sound files, mp3s, some PCT planning notes, chat logs, installation exes, saved game files (i was about 75% of the way through dungeon siege and a few other games I work on every once in a blue moon...not anymore)etc., etc....none of *that* backed up on disc or online. I didn't lose anything *important* per se...but it's going to be a real bitch to restore all of the scanned pix I made and didn't upload, not to mention all the fraggin bookmarks. And i spent the usual late hours troubleshooting peripherals, reformatting, reinstalling, reformatting and reinstalling...and then, just for good measure since shit still wasn't working....reformatting and reinstalling AGAIN. Sigh. Well it caused me to upgrade from win 98 to 2000 finally...seems a bit more stable so far... Fucking Computers. I hate the internet. I hate email. I hate chat programs. I hate computers. I could rattle off an essay about all of the reasons...and yet I'm trapped into daily use. mother fucker. sigh "life keeps on spinning, spinning...into the future" Steve Miller Band and and one more thing...this whole "my throat itches and I feel like I have emphezima cuz all those damn hairs are still growing back and I sound like I'm dieing when I cough" has got to GO! anyway. Had an eventful weekend. Got out and about and dids lots of fun things that made me smile. hurray for smiling! i liked not being online these past few days. It made it a lot easier to not think about certain things so much. And then when I finally got back tonight and realized how little real email I have gotten or how little things have changed...it makes me wonder why i need to be jacked in as much anymore... I'll stop now because anything else I say will be retarded mumblings in my current state. why go there? current mood: exhausted
taliana
*hugs*
this whole "my throat itches and I feel like I have emphezima cuz all those damn hairs are still growing back and I sound like I'm dieing when I cough" has got to GO! I sounded like I had emphysema when I had bronchitis a few years ago. For now with rough post-cold throat scratchiness, I find myself sucking on hard candy (yum, lemon drops!) when I'm not drinking. I'll stop now because anything else I say will be retarded mumblings in my current state. why go there? Because I enjoy reading them! d:
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