Microsoft Word ate another 500 of my words. They were by no stretch of the imagination great words, just words that got me over a stuck spot, and therefore precious because they represented forward motion.

I will be using different software henceforth.

I hate you, Word. Your recovery program is insufficient to recover words that you, personally, lost while trying to perform that most basic of operations, saving. Why you mysteriously shut down, I can't fathom, but you do. It's over between us. I might hang on a little longer, trying to convince myself that we can work it out, but I already know we can't.

It's over.

Yay! I just caught up to where I was when the dog ate my homework.*

And there was much rejoicing.





*For "dog," substitute "computer," and for "homework" substitute "book."

A hate that burns with the force of a thousand suns.

I just lost about 5-6 pages of work, and if I hadn't emailed the beast to myself yesterday morning, it would have been worse.* I am so pissed right now.

MS Word shut down suddenly -- which is not a shocking occurrence -- but when I reopened it, the document recovery tile didn't pop up, at which point my heart began to sink. The file is gone, vanished from the folder as though it had never been. Which makes, as they say, NO sense.

So I have downloaded the emailed version, old and bereft of those last ~1500 words. If I am very good and work hard until Ben gets home, I might catch up to where I was when the bugger ate my book.

* And a big thank-you to Tobias Buckell for posting this, which made me think, "hmm, email it to myself. That sounds like a good idea." without which I would have lost work all the way back to the 11th (the last time I saved to my flash drive) instead of just the 16th. I solemnly swear I will save to the drive more often! And email! Argh.