Oh, happy day
Things you don’t want to realize first thing on a Monday morning:
1. That the gray hairs at the temple and crown of the head you see in the rearview mirror belong to you.
2. That the bags under the eyes you see in the rearview mirror also belong to you.
3. That the inch-long hair under the chin in the rearview mirror? The hair that wasn’t there yesterday? Yes: It too, belongs to you.
3. That 28 days have flown by and it’s time for Uterus and Garden Hoe to have another party, while Stomach and Ibuprofen slug it out.
4. That nothing—as in, take all of nothing in the entire universe and that’s precisely how much nothing—can be recovered from the hard drive on your lap top.
Oh my. Sending you a warm hug.
i don’t know which is worse the roller coaster of pregnancy or the known monthly torture of aunt flow. on all other counts much sympathy your way.
forget the hairs, the bags and the period….the hard drive? Nooooo! Not the hard drive!!
(weeping on your behalf)
ditto to susan! hairs, bags, all can be fixed with a little trip to the salon….
hard drive failure. ugh.
Note To Self: back up back up back up!
ugh. it happened to me last year, exactly around this time. it’s sad and it hurts.
didn’t you have a backup somewhere?
didn’t you have a mac that is “crash-resistent?”
before you do anything: have you tried to parallel-install a second operating system? that’s how i was able to recover most of my data.
good luck.
Ouch. I think the hard drive thing would hurt most of all! Trying to get the uterus-garden hoe association out my head now… ;^)
I am sorry to hear of your Monday challenges. Sadly, I can relate to all of them…even the hard drive…
Sending you hugs and love…
Amy
Oh, boy. A hard drive crash.
As the saying goes, there are two kinds of people in the world: those who have lost all of their data, and those who will! Let me know if I can help in any way. Among other things, I may be able to access the data on the hard drive by mounting it (heh) as a secondary drive on another computer.
ooooooooh-that hurts.
Well, you probably didn’t need anything that was on your laptop anyway.
Poor pumpkin. You get a nice cup of warm burbon and go to bed. It’ll be better in the morning.
WTF is up with the rapidly growing chin hair? Or should I say chin whisker?
I hope tomorrow is better. I think you need a basil martini.
Like everyone else who has commented on this post, I, too, lost my hard drive. It sucked. Seventy-five percent of what we lost was garbage but the other twenty-five was irreplaceable. I feel for you. After you finish freaking out, get a big hard drive and backup software and it’ll never happen again.
Whaaaaaat?! I thought Macs were infallible! I am crying for you right now . . . what the heck happened?!
As I am sitting here with my laptop reading this, I can only think bloody hell, what else?
Maybe Mrs. Bush decides to run for President?…….
Bloody Hell!! I am sorry Aaryn, that is one rough Monday. Maybe there is hope for your hard drive (the laptops).
For the rest, you are so freaking beautiful, nobody else will ever notice!!!!!!
Mmmm, yyyyyyeah…back up. Right. Back up. Got it. Got it. And “chin whisker”? That is more accurate but a much more painful admission. Sigh.
so my life. Misery and company right?
shit! I’m sorry! Actually it has been a terrible month for computers..maybe it’s something in the air….