Ok Now

I just, you know, fought the good fight with illness as it were. Then right after that ended, my body must have decided it wasn't enough, so I get slapped in the face with a mini insomnia bout.

Alls well that ends well, you'd think; since I sleep like a wee lamb yesterday. But there's this little incident with my baby.
Now, I'm afraid I must clarify, my baby aint my boi so don't get too excited, my baby is the final remains of my laptop. A harddrive encased in a swanky blue house with a lovely little case that tricks people into thinking its some Really Big iPod.

So the incident. I plug my baby in, I browse around for some files. I'm browing through Independent Film shorts, I'm sending pictures, my baby and I are just having a jolly old time skipping and playing and whatnot....
Then, you know, KAPOW!!! and baby's making some noises and look--that folder of music is empty all of a sudden, and hmm-- seems as though my system doesn't see it anymore!

I refresh, I pray, I hold my breath and unplug it- then repeat. I Restart my system and now I suppose I should start thinking of the eulogy I'll write for it.

As I sit, its practically hissing! I daresay the poor thing may have the chills. Only about 2years of info is in my baby. Just the most important things I kept on my laptop until it died its fiery death. The blo'y thing is sending vibrations all over my desk and making me feel like I know absolutely nothing about anything, least of all computers- to which I credit my degree. I suppose the University will send a patrol man to confiscate my diploma now....or strike my name from the log.

The most annoying part of my babys cholera fit is that I was honestly just about to back it up.

--Here's hopping God will answer my prayers concerning a hard drive.