I had the weekend all planned:
On Saturday, I was going to take a tube to the car supermarket and get myself a new car. Then, I'd get back home and work on a little project to set up a tivo-like appliance made of an old PC and KnopppMyth.
On Sunday, I would work on my site, making an Etomite snippet that'd support the making of picture galleries.
Friday night, I'm looking at car supermarkets on the Web and… the HD goes bust. There go my plans.
I stayed up late on Friday tyring to recover the HD. More of that on Saturday. I nearly got in, then out again. No amount of reformatting, repartitioning or re-fuck-all would bring it back, and Saturday was almost gone. I plugged in an old PC, ordered a new HD over the net and go tto work on the tivo project. To no avail: not enough emory, apparently.
Luckily I had a fresh copy of Knoppix lying around so I got to be ready with a TV receiver by the time the Australian GP was on. I watched -quite boring, quite late- and went to bed.
Sunday. I wake up. I'm convinced it's about 8 in the morning, so I turn back and go to sleep again. A few hours later I finally give in to awakening and check the time: it's 5 pm! Wow!
I got up, tried to go to the supermarket, which was closed, got some food at the local shop and got back home.
I haven't done any of the things I planned to do and it's nearly time to go to sleep again. Darn… Oh well, I have a new project now: get my PC back when I get the new HD. Soon my weekend projects should consist mainly of going out, meeting people and spend hangover Sundays bed-bound. Till then, I'll rebuild the PC and try to get a permanent TV viewing arrangement.
