IN WHICH: the proverbial shit hits the proverbial fan
My mac crashed. No, really.
I've lost:
Because I think I'm the shit and don't back-up as frequently as I should. I.e., the last time I backed up my hard drive was three years ago, when I got my mac to begin with.
I swear, I'm not making this shit up.
I'm trying to find directions to the closest Benjamin Moore supplier (backstory: I recently moved, and all the walls look awful, so I'm painting over just about everything.) My Mac slows down, and then gives me a black screen with the ominous message: You need to restart your computer now. So I do.
Only, when I turn my laptop back on again, I get this big grey screen with a question mark, blinking, blinking, blinking away at me. I think: Not good. I take it to an apple store, and it turns out? My hard drive has completely crashed. A god-awful, irreparable, ill-timed, and monumental crash that wiped out every inch of data. The only people who can recover my data is a company that charges a couple grand for each case.
So.
I've lost:
- Three year's worth of college work. Including, but not limited to: term papers, magazine articles, an entire portfolio of published work, pages, and pages, and pages, and pages of work.
- 2,479 songs in 49 different languages divided among 314 artists, 129 albums, and 39 genres. My iPod still has these songs, but this is a treasure that I've gathered over many, many years. Included what has to be the greatest compilation ever (Nina Simone), an awesome track for my six-mile runs every day (AC/DC, baby, AC/DC), and Bon Jovi for shits and giggles.
- All the data from my thesis that I carefully reformatted to fit journal format (you try labeling seventeen gels using Preview. YOU JUST TRY.)
- Pictures of home, friends, and places.
Because I think I'm the shit and don't back-up as frequently as I should. I.e., the last time I backed up my hard drive was three years ago, when I got my mac to begin with.
I swear, I'm not making this shit up.
I'm trying to find directions to the closest Benjamin Moore supplier (backstory: I recently moved, and all the walls look awful, so I'm painting over just about everything.) My Mac slows down, and then gives me a black screen with the ominous message: You need to restart your computer now. So I do.
Only, when I turn my laptop back on again, I get this big grey screen with a question mark, blinking, blinking, blinking away at me. I think: Not good. I take it to an apple store, and it turns out? My hard drive has completely crashed. A god-awful, irreparable, ill-timed, and monumental crash that wiped out every inch of data. The only people who can recover my data is a company that charges a couple grand for each case.
So.