the saga of the shitty computer continues.

a couple of months ago my bro-in-law joe was helping me figure out how to fix this one thing, and he tells me hey you should back up everything that's on your hard drive cuz if your computer craps out on you then you won't lose the stuff.

and i was lazy. sooooo lazy. and backing up sounded like so much work, and i was eating cookies at the time, so i let it slide.

fast forward two months.

this last wednesday night, i backed up everything from my hard drive onto a cd. this morning i turned on my machine, with plans to regale you with stories of madison karaoke adventures from last night. and the fucker won't even start up windows 98, because apparently it's run out of all forms of space.

and if i had never gotten around to backing all my stuff (including such lovelys as the pig and fusspot sausage shirt, the tae kwon doe, my website's .fla file, every stupid greeting card i've ever made, and my 87 page long love letter to steve buscemi) would have been completely gone or at least super hard to get ahold of. but since i finally remembered to do it no worries, i'm just wiping the slate clean and starting from scratch.

i'll tell you all about jenn and i on stage live in concert, i swear, but it'll have to wait until i'm at home and my computer (which i've decided should be named assface) is cooperating again.

(i soooo can't wait until my budget allows super-swanky new computerness this summer.)