It’s Gone… All Gone.

Well, not really.

But pretty much really.

I’ve lost:
– All my family e-mail
– All the ExGf e-mail
– All the Arcade related e-mail
– Any Sent e-mail
– Any “Secret plans to rule the world” e-mail.
– Any of my company e-mail
– Any mail I didn’t sort
– Any mail after Wens
– All my bad High School Writing
– My program to check my name on web sites to see if I’ve won anything
– Lots of other important stuff.

So I’m bummed. I’m getting a backup solution into place asap. I’ve been drowning my sorrows in Root Brewskis.

I went to help clean the Meeting House. The ladies who were there, laughed and mocked my hair.

You see, my hair, well, I get bed head.

You think you understand. You don’t. My hair takes the shape of anything it gets near. I had a serious fro going.

I felt in my element. I was providing entertainment.

I need to head off to Circuit City to see if it can satisfy my needs.

Oh. I’m also having to deal with Frontier Days, which always makes my summer so much happier.

Oh well, life goes on.

Maybe I have an old old backup somewhere.

Or maybe I’ll just suck it up.

Or maybe I don’t need it anyways, since I have used most of the stuff on that hard drive for years.

I’m sometimes a pack rat.

Ok. All the times a pack rat.

It Runs in the Family.