Sooo… I broke my laptop.
Well, I tripped and spilt cider on it in a seriously freak accident, thereby damaging it beyond repair. I kept my writing (including six novels, two of which were in progress) and eight years of photographs on it, and – of course – it was my access to blogging, Skype, and the Internet. I didn’t have anything backed up because I was still searching for an external hard drive. Fortunately, the actual hard drive was salvaged, though the state of it is currently unknown. We’ll see what I can recover.
In the meantime, I think I’m undergoing the five stages of grief, haha. At first, I was completely in denial. I didn’t even freak out. Then I became very angry – how could I have friggin’ done that? Next, bargaining, which I kind of skipped, but there was a bit of trying to figure out the logistics for a time machine. I gave up quickly on that because… well, maths.
Depression, hell yes, I’m depressed about it. I spilt cider in passing on a Macbook Pro that I nursed through years of life with accident-prone me and my flock. It didn’t even have any damage from curious, bored parrots! Cue the melodramatic sighs and head-flinging. (No grieving is complete without dramatic head-flinging.)
And acceptance? Can I go back in time, please? Somehow? I’ll never, ever drink cider again.
Not in the same building. Not in the same flat. Not in the same room as valuable electronics. Well, fine, not within 10 feet of computers, anyway.
Teleportation does sound nifty…
I guess it seems a bit silly to be so upset over a thing, but honestly, besides holding my work – which is important to me for obvious reasons – it was also my connection to home 3,600 miles away. I’m lucky enough to have access to O.’s computer, at least.
Of course, that does mean I’m currently stuck waiting for O. to be out of the house. He is on his computer a lot, composing and doing research, so I was thinking I’d get a tablet at this point. I can’t afford to replace my laptop for a long time, and a tablet happens to be more portable. Please note that I don’t think Apple products are ‘superior’ to PC by any stretch of the imagination, but save for this cider incident, I never had any issues with my Macbook Pro. Its predecessor, an HP laptop, died a horrible, sizzling death. No, my Macbook was fool-proof, and that was all I asked of it.
Any recommendations for tablets?