_delenn summoned the fates, I think

[sab]

Lennier, my stalwart companion, my refurbished IBM ThinkPad, got infected with a deadly virus because his operatrix (that'd be me) was foolish enough to open an e-mail attachment from wearemany (who should not be blamed in any way for Lennier's ailment -- she herself got the virus from mine own father) because I love wearemany so much I couldn't bear not to hear what she had to say. Even though it wasn't We speaking, per se.

Twelve hours later and I've reinstalled the system software and I've lost everything. Well, everything that runpunkrun hasn't secured, which, god love her, is plenty, for she is my Runpunk and my Salvation.

But mostly I've lost everything, including -- and most painfully, at the moment -- my pirated full copy of Photoshop 7 which I would swear is on a cd around here somewhere unless I gave it back to PTP. Which I do hope I did.

Also gone is my full install of Microsoft Office, which, who cares, except I don't have Word now and I paid for that.

And all I wanted to do was watch some Buffy. *sigh*

Anyway, it's gone, all gone, my half-fics and my icons-in-progress and the nine hundred fonts I downloaded and the first half of Babylon 5 season one that took TWO WEEKS to get through Bittorrent and all of this season's Andromeda and my address books and my bookmarks and, you know, everything. All gone. Kaput.

Lennier's back up and healthy, in the blue of Windows XP health. I can't even re-make my nice Buffy/Giles wallpaper (the training room shot from...now I've forgotten the ep title, but the nice one, with the couch and the mats and the target) without Photoshop and I'm missing the half-million codecs PTP so carefully selected for me so's I could watch all these Buffys.

Appropriately, Buffy's just returned from the dead over here and she's not thrilled about it. I'm not sure Lennier was in heaven, but he's carrying on cranky for all that he's lost.

I saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last night. It was very Charlie Kaufman and expectedly weird and solid. It took about forty-five minutes in for me to care about the characters, but it was a good stealthy left hook when I finally did. I would be more eloquent about this if it weren't for Lennier.

A good portion of the Jeremiah fic is gone, I think, stuff I hadn't sent Punk yet. Same goes for the Remix/Redux story which really, really bites because I've already had to recreate a whole chunk of that and I'm not sure I can even remember, now, what was lost. Same goes for a couple of little B5 pieces, an HP drabble, the Atreyu drabble that I'd barely begun. All my screenplays are gone.

This'd be a lot more aggravating if I were more conscious; if I'd slept at all. If it weren't dwarfed by the fact that there's gonna be another money-seeking adventure in the near future so's I can pay my rent.

I want an egg sandwich.

Comments

[ratcreature]

That sucks. In particular about the Jeremiah fic. Jeremiah fic is precious... At least with my trustworthy sidekick Katchoo, who is a linux box, I only have to fear hard disk failures and such, no nasty viruses.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Cross your fingers about the Jeremiah fic. I think the most recent -- or second-to-most recent -- chunk was sent to Punk in an AIM, and, for she is the love of my life and the bright star in my sky, she saves everything. So we'll see if we can reassemble.

The Remix fic is so, SO lost, though. Like, thirteen pages worth of lost. Jeremiah at worst will have to rebuild two or three pages. Which, still. *moan*

[prillalar]

Oh my god, Sab, that's horrible! *hugs*

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

*wince*

Yuh. I could use some serious huggin'.

[gem225.livejournal.com]

I am so very sorry to hear this. Poor you and poor Lennier. *hugs* It's horrible that you lost so much stuff.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

We're rebuilding okay. He's a trooper, Lennier is. But. *sigh* All that good writing! My space pilot outline! Ten or twelve small indeterminate ficlets never to be seen again! *sigh*

(Also. Is it okay I use this icon with you? It -- makes me think of you, now, because of the significance it has. But I don't want to upset you. Just want to show you that I care about you.)

[gem225.livejournal.com]

Dear Lennier. :-)

Yes, it's fine that you use that icon with me. Sometimes it'll make me smile, remembering my Isilzha/Alex, and other times it'll make me cry, but it'll help me remember her either way and get the feelings out. You're very kind to ask; thank you. :-)

[meacoustic.livejournal.com]

:-(

The same thing happened to me a few months ago, so I know it sucks mightly. If there's anything I can help you replace, let me know. (I have Photoshop Essentials, but not actual Photoshop, alas.)

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the offer! I'll let you know how the rebuilding goes.

[kernezelda]

Oh, geez, geez, geez, I'm so sorry that happened.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you and me both, babe. Thanks.

Sab attempts weak grin, falls face-first into keyboard, wants egg sandwich.

[sorlklewis.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, Sab. Hugs. Also, I have Photoshop 7, so if you need it, let me know, and you shall have it. Also, if there's anything else I might help with, let me know.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's fables of the reconstruction of the fables over here. It's just -- two months of downloading, gone. It's the TIME, man, the TIME.

If Super!Maay can't hook me up, you're next in the queue for PS7, 'zat okay?

And THANK YOU.

[sorlklewis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I would imagine. Something similar happened to me a couple years back, and it was hell. And no problem. Just let me know.

[-maayan.livejournal.com]

I can IRC, IM or something, Photoshop 7 and MS Office Pro among other goodies (Power DVD Pro, etc) if you need. I got my own laptop back from the shop today. Email me.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Holy crow, I'll take 'em! When are you around? I will leave an AIM window open for just that purpose, I'm here downloading my crazy brains out.

*Hug*

[selenak.livejournal.com]

That's awful.

But at the risk of appearing as completely callous: Atreyu drabble? Based on the novel, I hope, and not on the movie?

(For lo, the movie was hated by Michael Ende who wrote The Never-Ending Story, and he put a terrible curse on it before he died. Which would explain what happened to you.)

Re: *Hug*

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

*snerk*

Well, it's Noah Hathaway-inspired but it's set pre-Neverending Story, back in the days of hunting the purple buffalo, so I prefer to think of myself as creating canon, rather than relying on any pre-existing interpretation.

That, and the fact that he was with me when I took the book with the auryn symbol on the cover. *g*

_delenn owes you a response, as does citizengkar, but the latter is waiting for Damar to chime in and the former is mulling over her latest t_m entry. Doesn't help that the mun is restoring her vast empire from one grain of sand, over here. Either way, I/they should show up tonight. Also: CAROLYN. Well, we could use a teep, the way things are going. I can't wait to see what you do with her.

Re: *Hug*

[selenak.livejournal.com]

inspired but it's set pre-Neverending Story, back in the days of hunting the purple buffalo, so I prefer to think of myself as creating canon.

Ah. *nods wisely* Also... strictly between you and me...

I did that and got paid for it, too.

Carolyn: has been busy catching up with posts. Thankfully, she's not as long-winded as Londo. *g* Who, while Carolyn got in her first Bester debate with mikegaribaldi, has been having the most outrageous fun.. When Londo returns to his quarters humming, _delenn may feel free to glare at him.*g* And I won't even try to imagine what G'Kar will say if he finds out...

gah!

[kormantic.livejournal.com]

You are living my worst nightmare!

God! How I pray wish I had a CD burner so I can back up all my stuff...

May you find everything your missing... *somewhere*.

Re: gah!

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Those of us who don't have a cd burner do have the next best thing, of course, a Runpunk. If I haven't collapsed on my tired ass I plan on accosting her when she returns from work, with a combination of pleas and hugs both.

It's nightmare central over here, yo.

father issues.

[wearemany.livejournal.com]

don't ever listen to anything i ever say ever again! you said, did you send me an attachment, and i said no! but it was too late!

you're right, though, it is ultimately someone's father's fault. and mostly it's just AWFUL, you poor thing.

xox.

[fourteenlines.livejournal.com]

*meep* Your screenplays! Your fonts! Your programs! Your Remix Redux!

Oh, my poor Sab.

I wish I could make you an egg sandwich.

[noelleleithe.livejournal.com]

I had an egg sandwich for breakfast.

Apparently you've been picking up my brain waves again.

[cyloran.livejournal.com]

Oh gawd! That so totally sucks! Had that happen about 4 years ago and lamented the loss of half-finished fics most of all. Dang. :(

[gamesiplay.livejournal.com]

Oh, ugh. I'm sorry. That's one of the most frustrating things in the world.