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Stupid Computer

I just typed a really nice, long post which I was quite proud of.  Seemed to have the perfect mix of seriousness and humor.  And it actually had a point to it.  Which is unusual for this blog that consists of mostly nonsense and boring jibberish. 

But then just as I clicked proudly on PUBLISH POST, thinking how proud my blog followers would be that I had taken the time to write something of interest, something terrible happened and the internet destroyed the post. 

I had a moment of genius, however, and thought that I could go back into the edit posts section and then repost it.  Blogger always automatically saves what you're writing so frequently that surely it would be there.  And it was there in the edit department, except that apparently it only saved the first TWO lines.  Of a long post.

Which means either I was typing crazy fast (and I do type pretty well thanks to a great 8th grade keyboarding teacher.  I only took the class because I thought it meant learning to play the keyboard which seemed pretty cool, but I probably got a better long-term outcome from learning to type) OR blogger just screwed me over.  And I'm pretty sure it was the latter.  

So, I was too frustrated to try to re-type it all and really feel like the moment is over.   Let's just say you probably aren't missing out on too much and I'll try to blog during my next creative moment!

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  1. Aww man, sounds like it was a good one! So sorry!

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  2. Ugh that's happened to me before!! Almost makes you want to cry! haha All that hard work...GONE!

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