The other day I filled up my 60 gig hard drive on my computer. Who fills up SIXTY GIGS? It’s rather crazy, if I do say so myself. It got to the point where I couldn’t do anything because, yep, it was all full. I managed to delete some things and free up a gig, but after that… I need to move all my 16 gigs of photos to another hard drive. (Yeah, I know.)

I was thinking this morning how much I wish I could get an additional hard drive for my brain, as cheesy as it sounds. Seriously, I’m all full up, there is not space for another thought, yet they keep on coming. I like this, being busy, having lots to do, but I just wish that I could reboot and repair disk permissions and get things running a bit smoother. But then what would we do if I was, like, actually sane?