From the journal of my calamities, page 94

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This afternoon, I decided to damn the torpedoes and spend pretty much all my spare money on a huge 2-terabyte external hard drive to strengthen the security of my computer data. I could not afford to keep only one complete copy of all my back-ups, because I know all too well that external drives can fail without warning.

However, I never even got to use this one. I lost it on my way home.

How do I feel? Too tired to even be angry.