R.I.P.

*sigh* Today marks the passing on of one of my external hard drives. There goes a huge chunk of my not-so-essential data, including memories like digital photographs. But then again, the last time I ever viewed them was a long time ago—memories are best stored in one's mind's eye, I guess.

Rest in peace old friend; the good times we had together will be sorely missed.

[Ed: No, I didn't kill my drive by removing it from the enclosure—it died first, then I removed it from the enclosure. So now, I'm going to try to get a new drive to fit in the enclosure (and hope that the electronics still work), and try running it. Otherwise, I'll just get another enclosure to get the job done. Either way, I think that I should be able to rebuild the datastream that I lost. Unfortunately, all those pretty pictures that I have taken and stored into this hard drive are now... gone. Sorry Nicole, not sure if you still have the ultra-high-resolution of the only sexy picture that you and I ever took, because I don't think that I have that one anymore.]