phthoggos: (pray)
What a perfectly splendid time for my computer to permanently refuse to turn on.

(yes, I have thesis backups, except for the complicated font files)
phthoggos: (Default)
Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaveses
When autumn leaves us oh how winter freezes

my computer suddenly stopped working. but in a different way than earlier, which gives me hope that it is recoverable.

I feel very uncertain.
phthoggos: (stone forest)
It's been a little while since my last post -- but more to the point, I've grown unsure that I want that post to represent The Most Current Leigh.

My computer is completely inoperative. All the data on that hard drive is probably lost forever. This includes:
  • the last five months of work on my summer research project (on which I have to give a presentation in two weeks)
  • my entire music library
  • the last five months' worth of:
    • AIM conversations
    • China photos
    • MLLL data
    • the recording of Danny Schmidt's show
    • etc.
As you may have guessed, I have a five-month-old backup CD. So that's something.

I have, despite all that, been doing okay. This is once again Leigh in Turn Over A New Leaf Mode, though I'm perhaps more serious about it than ever before. Though I say that every time. At any rate, I was entirely prepared for Latin class this morning, which felt good. I'm not on top of everything, but I'm trying. Harder than I ever have before.

I am coming to the conclusion that it has gotten to the point where any moment that I spend enjoying myself in self-centered joy is a moment that I cannot spare. I have responsibilities; I have things to do, and I don't even know what my life would look like if I actually fulfilled them all for once. How much time, if any, would be left in my week. It may be that I can work 24/7 (sleeping 7 hours or so a night) and still not accomplish everything. If that's the case, then I will look at changing my responsibilities. But I can't even speculate on that until I KNOW, for the first time in my life, what I am capable of when I behave like a responsible human being.

Bed time now.

July 2009

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