this morning i was woken by a phone call from the apple doctor.
my laptop hard drive is dead.
everything i have written since it arrived almost a year ago to the day is lost. all pictures. all music. a significant proportion of my emails i have received and saved so that i could remind myself that friendships were not a figment of my imagination but the real deal. all my IM conversations i saved for revisiting cause of the good advice contained therein.
fuck. everything i have written outside of these pages.
and no aiden to tell me i should've backed up. not so funny when it's actually happening.
i wish i could say that was the worst thing about today. it wasn't, but it was more appropriately fitting to my week than i could have designed. it's just loss, loss and more loss...