So, my hard drive decided it didn't want to work anymore.
Maybe it knew I wasn't "into it". Maybe this is it's way to say....
"Here's to disrespecting me, biznatch! I quit!".
I don't know. But I feel lost without my stuff. You know...the stuff that I don't need until my computer breaks down.
My super geeky husband is going to fix it (thank heavens for a man like him that lives in this house!). For now, I have his spare laptop (remember I just said he's a geek so of course he has more than just a desktop).
No favorites, my games are gone, and praise all that is holy that most of my pictures had just been saved to an external hard drive (um, that makes me feel like I know what I'm doing, but I really really don't. Imagine blank stare as anything computer-y gets discussed. Poor geeky husband.)
***Really long sigh***
P.S....Thanks to Olive Street Studios (who makes some awesome handbags...and other things) for the tag and Funny on my mind for the great award. Now back to sighing...
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