I've been silent for a while because I've been having computer troubles, and not the little annoying ones, either. No, this is the rather more irritating "Oh hi, I decided to fuck up your registry settings, declare the system folder corrupt and Windows unstartable" type. I took the ailing drive out, hooked it up to another computer and thought I'd shift the files off it before reformatting the lot. It didn't work. The host computer insisted the drive was empty/unformatted, and I was tearing my hair and panicking. Yes, I'm that attached to my data.
After several days of "Oh holy hell, I'm going to lose all my files since this is a cracked and modded OS and I don't know where the install disc is and god what's the admin password"-wailing and frantic googling of data recovery methods over at my parents' place (thankfully close to me), I was about ready to throw in the towel and format the whole bloody hard drive. I didn't, because a small and still sane part of my brain suggested I sit down and calm the fuck down. Long story short: I was just about to take the wonky drive out and pop another (spare) hard drive into the host computer, irrationally reasoning that if I formatted the spare and installed XP on that one, it might be able to see the wonky drive that was the slave at present. And that was when I saw the tiny, stupid error I had made. When I fixed that, the drive displayed correctly and let me access it. I'm presently moving the files from the wonky drive to a temporary external drive, and it's a slow process, seeing as I have lots (~65gigs) of data to shift. (And before you ask: yes, I was stupid enough not to have recent backups. Hence the flailing when the problem occurred.)
I'll still have to reinstall XP (and I think I'll be going with an unmodded version this time, thank you) and move all the files from the temporary external hard drive to the old one, but I can handle that. Of course, this means I'll still be effectively computerless and netless at my flat, but seeing as I'll be spending Christmas with my parents, I should be able to at least check my email once a day. Hopefully I'll be able to finish (and type in) the three fics I have to hand in before the 25th. Keep your fingers crossed.
The worst thing (well, second worst, after the debilitating flailpanic) is that the hard drive went wonky on Tuesday morning, which meant I technically defaulted in yuletide
. (I wonder if I can say that without revealing too much. I probably can.) If I upload a fic before the 25th, it counts as a NYR fic, but I still feel terrible. I let my recipient down. (Yes, I know I can't be blamed for the hard drive deciding to act up, but I still feel guilty.) I've also had to let the mods of another fic challenge (I'm doing four this year, and yes, I know I'm clearly insane) know that my fic will be late. And then there's the one that I'm co-moding, the fic for which isn't done yet either. Gah. And then there's the fact that I still need to find gifts for people tomorrow.
Oh, and there's this: the people who answered the holiday card post will be getting New Year's cards rather than Christmas/whatnot ones, because I was overwhelmed and overstressed and unable to finish the cards on time.
Right. Over and out and back to watching the flying folders and status bars...Okay, so the icon isn't quite fitting, but so what. Geeking is geeking, right?