Oct. 28th, 2004

aruan: (Justin - haunted)
My works-in-progress folder, for no conceivable reason, is gone. Well and truly, five different recovery programs and as many hours later gone.

Despite all this the crying has yet to commence, though no doubt once whatever lead weight settled in my chest subsides, there will be copious amounts.

And I mean, if I'm honest with myself, I wouldn't have even looked at most of them seriously again, much less finish them, but fuck. There were a few things I loved in there, like the detective AU and the post-Grammys Lynncest+JC wankstravaganza, the vampire AU, the immense newspaper AU I've been writing since getting the Alligator gig at the beginning of last semester, and who knows what else I'm not remembering right now. Three years of fic writing add up.

Can the travesty that's been my last four months in technology be over yet? Kthxbye. *crawls into bed*

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