Man, this has been the longest 4 days. The logic board on my Mac Mini failed without warning Wednesday night while I was out eating dinner. Before dinner, everything was A-OK, after dinner the puppy was fried and I was left with no computer--hence no email, no address book, no internet, no Microsoft word (and my hundreds of files of my writing, all of which weren't't fully backed up). Terror doesn't begin to describe what I felt.
My husband set me up as an alternate user for email and internet on his computer. But he uses it for his business, so he uses it a lot. Also, what good is an email program when you no longer have anyone's email address? Not very, I found out. Fortunately, I was able to contact some folks through AnD and different guestbooks I post on and have them email me so I had their addresses once more. But all of my passwords for various websites were locked in my now fried CPU along with my address book. Why is it when you need all of those user names and passwords, you can't find them? I have a stack of bits of paper that I have accumulated over the years with user names, log-ins and passwords to dozens of sites. I live my life putting passwords in little boxes on a computer screen. I wonder if this is how it feels to be emasculated if you're a guy? It certainly wasn't a good feeling, no sir'ee bob.
Today I picked up my new computer from the Apple store (which was crowded, understaffed and head-ache inducing). But I guess it was worth the crowds and the noise (not to mention $100US) to have all of the data transferred from the old machine to the new. I now have a much speedier computer powered by a Pentium processor, I can run Windows if I need to for certain software apps that don't have a Mac version (like a certain program for learning Cantonese), and they transferred everything I had on the old machine onto the new machine and everything looks exactly the same, even to the picture of Leslie and Jacky Cheung from Ashes of Time Redux that I had as my wallpaper!
I love my computer again!
In Memoriam Leslie Cheung 1956-2003 Our Leslie, beautiful like a flower. I love you today and always-- a part of my heart beats for you alone, tonight a