Something far more terrible than the tale of my broken/sprained foot happened about a month ago: The hard drive in my fancy schmancy new iMac that was barely one year old crashed and burned. I had been working the night before on a song and came in the next morning to hear the most dreadful sound emanating from my beloved machine.
That afternoon I took my computer into the local Apple store. The good news is the customer service was fantastic. The bad news is my hard drive was shot.
I was a complete dumbshit and have no one but myself to blame for what I lost. I have an external hard drive but I had not backed up my computer for a couple months. During those two months I had created three AMAZING new songs that were lost forever when my hard drive crashed. Well, not forever exactly. I had the good fortune of having put them on a CD to listen to. But they were not quite finished yet. They were all about 90% complete. But that is going to have to suffice.
Apparently, there is a company you can send your crashed hard drive to and they can recover almost anything. But it is costly. So I am not going to do it. Besides, songs that are 90% complete fit right in with my lo-fi ethos.