So among the myriad balls that I was symbolically juggling when I got up this morning (the least of which not being airplane tickets, outlining articles, and metrics homework), I figured that laundry would be the least complicated.
Had a good sleep. Went to bed at 11ish. Woke up feeling ready for the day at 6:40 (an hour before my alarm was set too). Threw the pile of clothes in the middle of my room in the laundry (separating the lights and darks) and went out for a jog in the park by the apartment complex.
So I come back and look for my USB memory stick to get an electronic copy of one of my purpose statements to e-mail today (I'm feeling that good). Huh. Can't seem to find it. Well I'll get the laundry moved to the drier and then dig through my desk a bit.
I fold clothes to put in boxes instead. I waste a few minutes playing with this iPod thingy (MathGrad and EconLit podcasts... fun stuff... and FREE! Thank you, sweety. I already have two days worth of talk radio programs on it... fun. Yes, you are dating a total nerd). I then dig through the washing machine, hearing a clack at the bottom as I move clothes. You see where this going.
"Huh... that doesn't sound like change. Oh well."
"Huh... there's something rectangular down there. Oh well."
And then I pull my memory stick out of the bottom of the washing machine.
... genius. Absolutely... genius.
Four years of undergrad, at least five files worth of old copied e-mails from friends, family photos, friends' photos, entire e-text-books... all washed with Bleach Color Safe action. And most importantly: two months worth of edited purpose statements, checklists, answers to application questions, and website links for grad schools.
Oh... my... God...
Quijote's day just went from spectacular early morning to soul-crushing agony.
The good news is that none of the data is corrupted. I know this because the stick works for about two minutes when I plug it in. Then stops. At least on the computer at home.
Here it's been chugging for a good fifteen minutes now, and so far no corruption.
Got the important stuff off (mostly old e-mails and application stuff for now), and hopefully I can get the rest backed up. But it seems it might be working. Maybe it just needed to dry off...
at least its "Snuggle Soft" now. And smells like "Spring Rain". :|
Boston was great, on the other hand. Well. Not Boston. But being with the squirrel was great. Boston itself is okay. Fun. But I'm just not an East-Coast kinda guy. I am apparently a squirrel kind of guy though.
Going to Tulsa tonight and back in Dallas on Sunday. Have to get my license renewed, see the rents, see the sister, see a few friends who got married, etc. Then I come back and move to a new apartment.
Juggling... so much fun.
6 comments:
Let me know if you need any help moving.
OH MY GOSH!!! I am SO glad you got your info back!! did you save it somewhere else already?? always have a backup!
luv u.
Grad. Student's. Worst. Nightmare. EVER.
I. am. SO. SORRY.
OK, OK, I am only writing this humiliating comment so you'll feel better about yourself. Moms are like that.
We had the green flowered sofas recovered last week. When they brought them back, the upholsterer said "Gosh, I forgot to bring them, but we found two cell phones buried in the frames." Not one. But two. "And one of them has this K-State cover on it." (Obviously not a Hawk fan here.)
So remember the two cell phones I lost last year??? Yep, in the sofa all the time.
Oh, well.
It's okay, all is well, just remember, it could have been worse :-) Wonderful seeing you this weekend, miss you already.
uuuuupdate :p
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