Death and boredom

My computer died yesterday. I walked down to my office (coffee shop) lugging the damn thing, got my iced mocha, my CAT-5, sat down, opened my laptop–and boom, no lights, no cameras, no action. Despairingly, I jogged home, jumped in my mini-van, and took said dead machine to the nearest computer repair shop. They have yet to call–which I am finding worrisome.

Why this is bad: I haven’t backed up my novel since mid-March–over 3,000 words ago (no lectures, please. I know I’m an idiot). I can’t write. I can’t check e-mail. I can’t blog. I can’t read blogs. I can’t do research. I’m bored. I’m an addict.

Why this is good: I cleaned out three drawers today. I started cleaning out the basement. I have ten bags of clothing, books, and toys piled next to the front door to take to Goodwill tomorrow. Wow, sans computer, I can get a lot of stuff done.

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  1. Ben |

    ZOIKS!

    What will you do without a computer??

    (And you really should back things up… ) ;)

    I hope your computer comes back from the dead.

  2. Eddo |

    ugh. I know all about backing up and novel writing, one thing I started doing was emailing my updates to myself - that was an easy way of having a spare copy handy no matter where I was at and it was a quick way to back things up.

    I must agree with you though, sans computer, WOW, I am like superman on sterroids, and 5 shots of espresso - yeah, that amazing.

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