On Tuesday, the display portion of my laptop ceased functioning. spectacularly. it wasn't enough that it stopped displaying what it ought to, it took it a step further and showed me a collection of technicolor stripes stacked on a field of white instead. Even crashing, a mac is prettier than a pc....
Later that night, I got a call from the genius at my local apple store. He'd fixed it! already! huzzah! so even though it wasn't supposed to be back to me until today, I got to go pick it up yesterday morning first thing. I was so relieved it wasn't anything calamitous, I bought an external harddrive and the new OS & vowed to go right home after work and start backing up my data (which hasn't been backed up in, you know, a few months...). Then I could install jaguar so I too could take advantage of timemachine and never fret about lost data again.
It worked for approximately 7 hours. Just long enough to back up my client files (thank you universe for waiting to kick me until at least that much was saved), and then died. today's genius confirmed my feared diagnosis: fried hard drive.
sigh....
The replacement part isn't in stock, so I will be lucky if I get her back by christmas.
seriously?
ok universe, you got anything else you want to do to me? I'm down. i've been kicked. and now you've thrown sand in my eyes.
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