The end of the computer saga (for now) aka He's Dead, Jim

So I now have my external hard drive back, and the old one is officially kaput. But tying into my theory that I have some sort of trickster God in my life that loves to screw with me, when I went to pick it up Martin, the tech who thought he could save it, decided to plug it in one last time when the hard drive was out. It turned on! I could not believe it. But then of course when we put the hard drive back in it would not turn on, so it's very likely that the connection between the hard drive and power was the thing that got fried, so it's still useless. Martin insisted on trying again a couple times, and I couldn't resist saying "He's dead, Jim" and convince him that it wasn't worth it. I also now have the original hard drive in case I need it.

But hey, I have my stuff including Project Samurai, which was what I cared about (truth be told I probably would have gone postal if it hadn't been saved since I've been working on it for seven years now). The only thing I lost was a few video files that wouldn't transfer, and I can replace those easily enough.

I also went down to Chinatown and got my new ID, or rather a temporary paper one until they mail me the new one. It was relatively painless, and though my new picture isn't as bad a the old one I still look like a felon. My dad jokes that they have a special filter on the cameras to make you look like a criminal.

When I was doing my laundry a little while ago I was writing up notes for the second of two papers I have due, and now that I've had dinner I'll get started on the paper proper. All things considered this wasn't too bad, and when I'm out in Western Mass I think I know which computer I want to get, and until the end of Saturday it'll even be on sale. So despite how much losing the computer sucked it wasn't a complete disaster, and Steph lending me her Mac helped quite a bit.

So I just have to last to the end of this week, basically. Not too bad.