Just Another Bend In Journey of Life
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
I'm sick... and not just in the headI decided the other day to get an external hard drive for my pc to back up all of my pictures and music files. I have probably 4000 pics and about 1000 songs on my pc at home. I figured that in case there was ever a fire or anything I could grab it that way I'm not losing anything. I got it home last week and MOVEd all of my pics onto it. Decided that I should take it to work and back up all of my music there too. Well before leaving work on Friday I was carrying a bunch of stuff and I DROPPED it. Yes, BAM! Right on the damn floor. Crash! FUCK! I got it home and it was working fine so I backed up all the music on my pc since I'd already done all the pics. I got up on Sat morning and the fucking thing wouldn't work! My computer wouldn't even recognize the drive!!!! UGH! So tonight I decide to fiddle w/ it again. I took it apart and made sure that everything was connected as it should be. It didn't appear that anything was physically broken from my dropping it so I just double checked all of the connections. Put it all back together, plugged it in and Wha-la! It works!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!! So what do I do? Decide to fiddle w/ the music again. Uh ya, now it's not working at all again! Damn it! I can get a few things to come up on it but not the MAJOR stuff. I'm just sick over this. Seriously, I didn't just back up the pics, I physically MOVED them!!! Ya, nice I know. I'm not feeling too bright right now. I'm still focused on the fact that somehow someway it can be salvaged. I'll take the damn thing out and put it in my pc if I have to. Oh I could just puke.
In other news. When I woke up yesterday I was sad to see that the Crocodile Hunter had died. I have to admit that I was shocked. I mean, I love the show. I've watched him screw with every animal out there. Cringed when he was playing w/ spiders or swinging crocs around by their tails. Yet, he was damn good at what he did. Like no other I've seen anyway. I have a friend that lives in Brisbane near the zoo he has over there and he said that people in Australia really can't stand him which I found odd... Anyway, I'm still saddened to hear that he died so tragically. I mean, what are the odds? Actually I think I read it yesterday or today and it's literally about one in a million. I'd have pictured him being eaten by a lion or stung by a scorpion but never death by stingray. I guess it just goes to show you that no matter how good you are at your job, everyone makes mistakes. Live life to the fullest as you never know when it is that your number will be called.
RIP Steve!
