Just look at this place...cockroach turds everywhere, a thin layer of dust over everything, and the apples in that bag have turned into a single lump of dark brown "that's where those went!".

 

Let me explain my situation with an illustration. Think of moving into a new house, but not because you just want something bigger. You have to, because your old house has simply vanished. All your stuff, everything, is gone. This is what happened to my hard drive. No, it didn't disappear. It crashed without any hope of recovery. It went beyond not working correctly, it can't even be bothered to work just enough to retrieve and transfer my data. All my data, my music, work, pictures, anything I had solely on that hard drive is locked in it's uncompromising grasp. I'd been working on my website for a while...and poof, suddenly it's as if I never started it.
But don't you have a backup hard drive? Of course not. I'm too busy being the only person in the world who doesn't have a backup hard drive to be bothered to go out and get a backup hard drive. I'm doing this for you. You know, Gallant would've never been that effective without Goofus.

So anyways, my old HDD is now a brick and I finally got a new one after a few snags. So it's time to rebuild. I've got MP3s on my iPod and more music on CD...thankfully, many of my recent pictures are at flickr, in their full size (I knew I'd justify buying the pro service), and I've already started to get cracking on the website. It's good to be back.