Video killed the radio star

It seems that my luck is a well that sporadically runs dry. Like the bursts of time (like this past week) where I miss trains, get hurt frequently, lose things and have my hard drive crash just before I am able to back it up with my newly and finally responsibly acquired external.

Now, this crash brings along with it the obvious drama of losing all photos and music. Yes, I did run to the bathroom and start crying after hearing that no data was transferred to my shiny new expensive hard drive. I admit it. The thought of right-clicking on the thousands of photos I have uploaded on facebook and shutterfly in order to save subpar versions of my pictures makes me a little nauseous. Then there's the probably hundreds of dollars of purchased music from iTunes and Amazon which apparently must be repurchased, and the intense amount of time to transfer things from the old pc I wisely retained and the reorganization that will follow. Let's not even talk about the Graduation Power Hour, which can hopefully just be copied from one of the now prized DVDs floating around out there. Clutch those things to your heart and never let go until I can download it back onto my computer. Then there are also the little things you don't even think about like hundreds of bookmarks now lost.
Perhaps I can think of it in some ways as a cleansing. A clean slate. But for now, it's all I can do to not chuck my computer at the wall and say screw it. So much for technology. I hate you Apple and your stupid promises of superior performance that lasted less than 2 years.

However, never fear, there is a glimmer of hope. After spending hundreds of dollars on a new hard drive, I can send away my old battered hard drive to attempt to have it "saved" or have people try to glean any data off it that they can. Apparently, the Apple people cannot do this. Hope for the low price of $500-$3900. And no worries, if they can't get anything from it, the attempt only costs $200.

I am letting myself have a night to steep in bitterness and deep sighs. Maybe a little weeping. It's fine.