You remember back in December, when I was buying
My poor armor.
A week or so before that, I’d lost my keys. The dragon-clip-thing that I’d gotten from
A few days ago, I was sitting in Theio’s, formatting the iBook, and had everything backed up to my USB jumpdrive. I had it and the headphones (couldn’t listen to music on the laptop while it’s formatting) up on a little wooden ledge next to the booth. I got up to leave, and left the jump drive and headphones there.
I had never copied the files back from the jumpdrive to the iBook.
All of my writing – gone.
All of my saved photos – gone.
All of my electronic notes and papers since I’ve come back to school – gone.
All of my work timesheets and logs – gone.
Needless to say, I was a wee bit upset. But there is always light at the end of the tunnel. One can always decide to let these things go and move on. Re-build and pull in.
I have a replacement house key and car key on a new clip on my belt loop. It’s the same color as the dragon clip was, and my mini-MagLite is.
I have pulled as many of my school notes from outgoing emails as I can. Luckily, I am often requested to share my notes.
I have pulled the most recent novel revision that I can from the outgoing email I sent to Huggy and Emily. The first seven issues of Steven scripts can be gotten from the Yahoo!Groups site. Most of the other writing exists in its original, hand-written, hard copy form at home.
Best of all, there’s a hard drive from a dead desktop sitting at home that has all of my pre-Christmas writing on it.
Casualties:
– Little City Mafia (can be re-typed from handwritten original)
– A few chapter intros to the novel revision.
– A paper on the Nacirema for my Rituals class.
– My Islam notes.
– One free (legal) mp3 download, that I think I can get again.
Not as bad as it once was, and easily moved forward from. Now, why does this stuff come in cycles? What does it mean?