I should learn to do backups more often… I finally fixed my computer after having completely wiping it out due to a partitioning operation gone horribly wrong. Funny story, if you have a strange sense of humor. Anyways, whatever I did screwed up my computer so bad that it wouldn’t start up at all. But luckily for me, all my files were still on the hard drive, which meant I didn’t do too bad of a job messing it all up. I still had to copy (almost) all my files off the hard drive, wipe the hard drive clean, yell at the laptop for not letting me boot off a CD, somehow manage to figure out how to boot from the CD-ROM, install Windows, install five billion Windows updates, install five billion programs, and copy all the files back onto the hard drive, only to realize that I forgot to get my fonts off the hard drive before I wiped it, which leaves me with all the uncool Windows base fonts and none of my uber-cool designer fonts that I used to make my websites look nice. But at least I saved everything else. I hope. I suppose I’ll find out sooner or later…
But now I’m back up and running, better than before, actually. It’s nice to start all over every once in a while to get rid of all the junk that builds up on your computer. But it’s a real bugger to go through. If this has taught me anything, it’s to not mess around with partitions and back up far more often than I used to.
So that’s what I’ve been up to for the past three days. Fun times, eh? I’m sure I just bored everyone to tears. I’m sorry that my life isn’t more exciting. I try, I really do. Maybe sometime soon I’ll tell you all about my gallivanting around the countryside in my Geo. Even better, right? I’d rant about something, but I’m too tired, and I’m not about to share the intimate details of my relationship with Lindsay, either. My parents read this. Savvy?
