I feeeeel your loss-of-hard-drive pain. When mine died (the great crash of 'ought-three) I was despondant and inconsolable and I *cried*. In front of my *mother*. Who has looked at me funny ever since.

And hey - is Peaches any good? I like the cut of her jib.

How the hell are you?????? I'm short, by the way. And I have winsome ways. I'd like to watch you attract the super-pretty. I would.