After a whole night of whirring away, my old hard drive is finally backed up! I freaked out when I heard the old boy started making clicky whirry noises. I’m still not entirely over the loss of my previous hard drive and have sworn not to hesitate a second time.
My boyfriend is always pestering me about making backups, and I always thought it bit paranoid.I mean, where do you stop? Quis backup-diet ipsos backup-des? But nothing drives (hur hur) home the importance of safety measures than catastrophy.
And I must say.. it is a lovely safe fuzzy feeling to have the shin new 1TB disk sitting gleamingly and ,most importantly, not whirringly on my desk.
Sigh.. Ok bf, you were right..