So, not only did my only up to date copy of the story I'm working on (106 pages last I checked) get corrupted to the point where I was unable to recover anything, but it completely vanished during an attempted recovery.
Fortunately, I have a draft I sent to my brother on the 16th, so I didn't lose too much. Some of the scenes will be a little hard to replicate. Overall, an annoying loss, and definitely a headache filled evening.
Rewriting. Euh. That about sums up how I feel. I think I'll sacrifice some sleep and curl up with a snack and a good book in a last ditch attempt to save something of the evening/night.
Speaking of evenings, I wrote the first SS I've done in a while, a CoT one at that. I present An Assassin's Reflections.