So, quite a while back, I briefly decided to compress my C:/ drive, since I was low on space, but then changed my mind. Now, I haven't been rebooting my computer often recently, so when Windows started acting up, I decided to reboot.
Now I have a partially-compressed drive, which I didn't know about until after this whole thing starts happening. Windows doesn't like that, apparently, and decided not to boot for me. So, the past 3 1/2 hours (it's currently 3:30am local time) have been spent trying to find a way to un-fuck my computer, and by extension, myself. Needless to say, this is not now I expected to be spending the wee hours of the morning.
I'm currently attempting to use repair discs to tell windows to decompress the whole thing, so wish me luck, I guess.
Now, for those of you who honestly couldn't give a crap about the problems I'm facing (which seems to be all of you, unfortunately), I'm going to go ahead and tag this on Forgery, since the next chapter was stored there, and I was am almost done with it. Just gotta add some sentimental-y stuff at the end, and it'll be good to go.
EDIT: Okay, so, thankfully, that disc worked. My endless gigabytes of music and wallpapers were saved!
Oh, and the stories.
But, anyway, I really am almost done with the next chapter of Forgery, for those who care. It's been months, now, and I feel terrible for it. Hope you haven't created crazy expectations in the meantime!
It's depressing how I talk like I'm well-known or people care about me...