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A TERRIFYING SEQUENCE OF EVENTS:
1. At Olivia's house, I discover I cannot get on the internet using my computer. That's okay! I have to write Yuletide anyway, and if I need the internet, I am allowed on Olivia's.
2. MY POWER CORD DIES.
3. I dash about like a headless chicken of sheer terror, but manage to locate my external HD and copy all 19 goddamn pages of my fic without my computer shutting down on me.
4. I realize that, since Olivia is out right now, I can't mess about with my HD and her computer. I will try to reconstruct from the last remembered point and continue in googledocs?
5. I also realize that I won't be able to reuse my own computer until at least the 21st.
6. RAGE, RAGE AT THE DYING OF THE DELL LAPTOP.
I am still shaking a bit with the massive fear of lost work. I mean, nothing is lost, but dammit, power cord! My last shitty laptop went through batteries like crazy, but the power cord lasted forver! BITTER.
ETA: On the other hand, this did not stop me from feverishly finishing the draft in googledocs, and it is now uploaded! Wow, so much less stressed suddenly. Also, I am sitting by a roaring fire and petting a ... strangely static-y cat, so life is good. Or much improved, anyway.
1. At Olivia's house, I discover I cannot get on the internet using my computer. That's okay! I have to write Yuletide anyway, and if I need the internet, I am allowed on Olivia's.
2. MY POWER CORD DIES.
3. I dash about like a headless chicken of sheer terror, but manage to locate my external HD and copy all 19 goddamn pages of my fic without my computer shutting down on me.
4. I realize that, since Olivia is out right now, I can't mess about with my HD and her computer. I will try to reconstruct from the last remembered point and continue in googledocs?
5. I also realize that I won't be able to reuse my own computer until at least the 21st.
6. RAGE, RAGE AT THE DYING OF THE DELL LAPTOP.
I am still shaking a bit with the massive fear of lost work. I mean, nothing is lost, but dammit, power cord! My last shitty laptop went through batteries like crazy, but the power cord lasted forver! BITTER.
ETA: On the other hand, this did not stop me from feverishly finishing the draft in googledocs, and it is now uploaded! Wow, so much less stressed suddenly. Also, I am sitting by a roaring fire and petting a ... strangely static-y cat, so life is good. Or much improved, anyway.