Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Here's a novelty: I'm typing this post on my tablet.
Why, you ask?
Because the hard drive on my laptop has imploded. It was a grisly demise too, with lots of moans, groans and agonized frothing--and that was just on my part. I was in the market for a new laptop, though had planned to wait another month or two, but last night the poor ol' thing just breathed its last and no matter what tricks I used, or resuscitations I employed, it was to no avail. Course, I'm blaming the hacker from last week, though the tech folks at the computer store this morning merely shrugged and said, "it's an electronic machine, they die." (These are the same cold-hearted people who no doubt flush goldfish down the toilet).
My main concern--and it's a BIG one--is the loss of my writing, documents and photographs. The techs won't know until the autopsy if my stuff can even be recovered. It makes my stomach hurt to think I've lost any of my photos, let alone my writings.
So, new machine ordered, data recovery scheduled, new Windows 8 to learn (ugh), and a long wait until Friday when I pick up the new laptop and find out if my stuff could be retrieved off the old one.
In the meantime, I'm wearing out my thumbs and getting cramps in my fingers on this tiny little keyboard.