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masterofmidgets ([personal profile] masterofmidgets) wrote2009-04-11 07:33 pm
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Ow, and also OW

I'm not sure what exactly happened, but when iTunes updated the other day, something got borked in the update, and when I reopened it after all my music was gone. All the music files on my external hard drive were still there, iTunes just wasn't reading them. Very odd! So I reuploaded my entire library, all 1400 songs, and I had all my music back. But I was not very happy about it, because it meant all my extras were gone - all my slashy playlists, all my fixed song titles, but mostly my playcounts. It was disconcerting to see all my songs listed as never having been listened to. Especially as I am rather OCD about knowing what I listen to when.

So today, I overslept quite badly, and that always throws my day really badly. I didn't have the energy to actually do anything, like go grocery shopping, so I decided to devote myself to doing all the Max-upkeep things I put off all the time. First on the list: fixing my iTunes. It took a lot of googling and several false starts, but finally I figured out that there is a previous library file saved in the program folder that you can change to the primary library file. And then it was just a matter of a) going through and re-fixing the 200-odd songs that iTunes, because of my meddling, couldn't find anymore (fuuuuuuuun), and b) re-importing the 10 or so songs that I hadn't made the crossover. It was really ridiculously tedious, but now I have all my music and all my music stats back, so I'm pretty proud of myself.

Do I have a "ways I have injured myself" tag? I really need one, if I don't. Today I pulled a fairly impressive one - I was taking some pictures of my desk (I felt a need for documentation of what is possibly one of the geekiest desk spaces ever), and I couldn't get a good pic of the upper shlef, so I climbed onto my desk chair. This...was not such a good idea! I got my picture, but then I shifted my weight a little wrong and the chair tipped, spilling me over into the window. The bruise on my leg is truly amazing - it's actually more a badly-scraped up, very painful dent in my shin where the edge of the chair caught me. And I'm pretty sure anyone walking by the window right then could hear me calling the chair a ousy son of a motherfucker. *rolls eyes* Sometimes I wonder how I've managed to live this long.

[identity profile] happymediocrity.livejournal.com 2009-04-12 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
owowowowowowowow! that hurts me just thinking about it! :(

sorry about the icon. I don't think I have any that work any better.

but srsly. ouch. D: