I haven’t updated in about six weeks. I was too busy brooding over the loss of all my posts, plugins, themes, etc. It may seem unimportant to some people, but it devastated me. It almost felt like a part of me was maimed. I had put a shitload of work into my blog and right before that jackass corrupted it I had become proud of all my hard work. Disappointment and rage doesn’t even begin to cover what I felt, but you get the idea.
Anyway, this morning I decided to tackle the feat of recovering as much of my blog as possible. I scoured my hard drive and found a backup file I had forgotten about. I prayed that it wasn’t corrupted and contained much of my hard work. I did some testing and found that it did in fact contain ALL posts prior to February 12, 2008, which means I only lost four or so posts. I’m ecstatic!
I still think it’s sad and pathetic that some people get off on fucking up other people’s hard work, but there isn’t really anything I can do to change that. However, I would enjoy ripping Starback’s little pecker off and force-feeding it to him, but that isn’t possible, so I will just be thankful that I am able to fix what he did to my blog. I have learned an extremely valuable lesson… I will backup everything (blog, database, etc) after every change and post I make.
I was unable to save most of my themes and plugins, but that doesn’t really matter. They won’t be too difficult to do over. I know there is a lot of hard work ahead getting it restored to its former glory but I’ll get it done. Now that I’m not so disheartened things will be back to normal (well, as normal as things can be for me) soon. *does a happy dance*
On this day..
About BipolarChick (599 posts)
I’m a thirty-something bipolar woman, an advanced tech agent with a pay tv provider, tax preparer for a local charity, current Tulsa inhabitant, and I’m one credit shy of an Associate Degree in Liberal Arts. I’m working on recovery from self-injury and working toward stabilizing my bipolar symptoms. Recovery is very important to me. I’ve been mostly single the past few years and plagued by a seemingly never-ending series of jackasses, assholes, and married men. I have no children of my own, but I have lots of nieces and nephews I love to spoil.