In the weekend, I went to add the final touches to my Masters proposal – and my computer died.
It was pretty old, and it had taken quite a bit of punishment. I've managed to drop it several times, one time when I was holding it over my head. And I've thrown it across the room in a fit of pique before.
Luckily, I'd emailed my proposal and was able to download the attachment from the web. I also transferred all my files on to an external hard drive not so long ago. So, the computer dying was far from the disaster it could have been.
Now, thanks to the wonders of modern capitalism, I'm typing this on a shiny new one.