My home computer died last night. (I’m writing from work.) Died. As in deceased. Ceased to be. Shrugged off this mortal coil and joined the choir invisible. If it wasn’t sitting on my desk it would be pushing up daisies.
You get the idea.
I am expecting edit files for The Way of Four Spellbook tonight, via email. I am supposed to work on them over the weekend. And no computer.
Maybe it’s just very sick. I’ll take it into the shop tonight. While having, y’know, dry heaves.
(So no Friday kitten blogging, because the photos are on the home computer.)
Knowing that you have kitties who find dangling strings (cords) irresistible, you might want to double-check that all the cables for your computer are actually plugged in.
Because all it takes for a computer to appear “dead” is for one key cable to come unplugged somewhere…
Oh, it’s plugged in, it just can’t find Windows/Config/System. Reinstalling Windows did not appear to help. Took all night, but did not appear to help.