My lovely, loveable laptop has died. The hard drive has completely failed. If I take it in, they should be able to recover some of my data. But i don't have the necessary equipment to do it at home.
This is worrisome become I haven't backed up my computer since mid-May. Stupid, I know. Bye-bye updated resumes, cover letters, proof of job
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I'm glad my pain made you feel better. Here's something else that might make you feel better - even after all the report card comments I wrote today I somehow feel like writing so right now I'm working on my next DW fic... It involves a remote control and several mishaps... *giggle*
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“Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic.” The Doctor dropped the tool he'd been holding and it landed with a clang on the TARDIS floor.
“What is it?” Rose asked, coming over to the console, where the Doctor had been tinkering for the past hour and a half. She rested her hand on his back as she peered over his shoulder to see the palm-sized, silver object that he was holding.
The Doctor turned to face her, grinning broadly. “It's a remote control.”
Rose frowned. “A remote control for what?”
“For the TARDIS of course. Thought it might come in handy sometime. Never know when we might need the TARDIS in a hurry.”
“Does it work?”
The Doctor gave her a disgusted look. “Of course it works. I made it.”
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