Thank God for Hard Copies
Let me just start out by saying, I always, always, always have at least two copies of my writing at all times.
It might be on my computer, or my email, or on a disk or a cd. And today, I'm just so glad that I had the foresight to make a hard copy of my exchange fic. Because my disk, has decided to go haywire.
I'm blaming my brother, and the fact that he's retarded. He's the bright crayon in the I's box that decided that that STUPID wireless connection would be a good thing. It's still messing up my computer. My sister came in to check her email on my computer, and instead of just logging off of my account, she decided to log off of my account and go into guest.
Yep, my sister is one of those super sharp colored pencils. Really smart.
Because now, the the file on the disk is all screwed up. It wasn't like that at work, and it wasn't like that an hour ago when I pulled it up to work on it. But it is now.
Yep, my family is smart.
Thank goodness I didn't end up with too many of the same genes as the crayon and the pencil.
Because I made a hard copy!
Now all I lost was the smut, and I have little bits and pieces of that written down in my handy dandy notebook!
So anyone who doesn't believe in the power of backup copies, I feel sorry for you, because one day, you will lose your work, and you will think back to the moment you read this blog and went, "Eh, I don't need no stinking backup!"
And you will cry.
And I will laugh.
I will laugh so hard, that I too, will cry.
But my tears will be of mirth, and yours will be of shame.
Katherine
It might be on my computer, or my email, or on a disk or a cd. And today, I'm just so glad that I had the foresight to make a hard copy of my exchange fic. Because my disk, has decided to go haywire.
I'm blaming my brother, and the fact that he's retarded. He's the bright crayon in the I's box that decided that that STUPID wireless connection would be a good thing. It's still messing up my computer. My sister came in to check her email on my computer, and instead of just logging off of my account, she decided to log off of my account and go into guest.
Yep, my sister is one of those super sharp colored pencils. Really smart.
Because now, the the file on the disk is all screwed up. It wasn't like that at work, and it wasn't like that an hour ago when I pulled it up to work on it. But it is now.
Yep, my family is smart.
Thank goodness I didn't end up with too many of the same genes as the crayon and the pencil.
Because I made a hard copy!
Now all I lost was the smut, and I have little bits and pieces of that written down in my handy dandy notebook!
So anyone who doesn't believe in the power of backup copies, I feel sorry for you, because one day, you will lose your work, and you will think back to the moment you read this blog and went, "Eh, I don't need no stinking backup!"
And you will cry.
And I will laugh.
I will laugh so hard, that I too, will cry.
But my tears will be of mirth, and yours will be of shame.
Katherine

1 Comments:
I used to not back my stuff up. But my now ex-boyfriend ridded me of that habit. By standing over my shoulder every five minutes to force my hand at saving a copy of my work. Annoying, but turns out badgering works. :)
But big sigh of relief that you didn't lose your fic completely! I'm dying to read it.
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