So, here's a bit of cause for joy: I got my laptop back from Toshiba today. The FaerieQueene is alive and well again. Whoo hoo! But there is one sobering thought. Last night I remembered the story I wrote that started with me moving into the dorm and the whole Scifi club that Emily didn't like. Well, sadly I can't find the story. I guess that I've either lost the back up disk that I stored it on, or I never saved it to disk at all. I find this extremely sad, because it would have been a good way for me to start the book about Tyndale will all of your stories in it. Maybe I could rewrite it, but I don't remember much. Just that it started with me at class and then I went home and Mom told us something that meant we had to move out and I called Gary to move into the dorm. Then, Nicole was my roommate and some rather good looking guys helped me move my stuff in (specifically my bookshelf which impressed Sarah). Then something happened and Nicole had to move out. And Sarah became my roommate. This is all I rememeber. And something about the Scifi club of Tyndale weirdos. *sigh* I am very saddened...did I say that already. I wish I could find it.



EDIT: I found it. I'm posting it over at lebensbuch. Please read it y'all.