the death and life of my hard drive

That was last night. This morning, I awoke to find that the predicted snowstorm was bad, but not quite as bad as the weather people had been telling us. The subways were running, but it was messy outside: If I ran out to the Apple store then, might they be slow enough to be able to do the repair quickly?

That’s exactly what happened. I don’t think I’d ever seen the Apple store so empty -- there were plenty customers around, but usually the place is wall-to-wall with visitors -- and they got my machine right into their workshop.

Now, I’m just waiting for Time Machine -- Apple’s backup program that uses an external hard drive to create a mirror of your system, apps, data, and everything -- to restore my computer to the state it was in yesterday. It’s nearly 500GB of data, and though Time Machine said it would take six hours, it’s nearly done only three hours later. I’m using my brother’s computer at the moment, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to post anything else till much later tonight -- everything I need is caught up in that backup -- but still: what could have been an enormous disaster, if I hadn’t been regularly backing up my computer, is now just a pain-in-the-ass inconvenience.

So, regular posting will resume ASAP, including my green-light review of The Green Hornet. And I’m hoping if there had to be one glitch in my starting-over, clean-slate move to London, this was it. *fingers crossed*