In which my computer shits the bed and makes me really mad, considering all the crap I’ve been through with my work computer this past month.

Friday night, Brett asked me to get on the ‘net and look up the board track races in Davenport. Having no idea what “board track” races were, I surfed for ‘raceway’ and ‘speedway’ and didn’t find out anything.

In the background, I was importing songs into iTunes – I’d received the CDs and books I’d gotten from Shigeki‘s awesome gift certificate. At some point, my CD-ROM drive stopped responding, and Windows quit, and then it got wonky so I rebooted.

And when Win2kPro came back up, I couldn’t log in. It didn’t accept my password.

So I tried logging in as administrator, and it wouldn’t take that password either. I went to bed.

I spent hours over the rest of the weekend trying to get back in, but I couldn’t. Here at work today I have my home HDD in my bag, and I’m going to pop it into my USB enclosure and see if I can’t back my files up onto my work machine. Then I’ll have to reinstall Windows on the dumb thing and start over.

Snivel, bitch, complain.
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