Salvage rights

A few bits of clarification...

Clovis was one of my favorite historical figures when I was doing my under grad work. Gregory of Tours wrote about him, and I named a snail after him when I had the goldfish (named Odovacar, Theodoric, Boethius and Mo). The POiS iBook was called Heroditus, and my iPod is called Boethius. Now I have Clovis back. Someone rather more war-like seemed like a good plan to carry around to law classes.

Clovis is still running XP, but I'm purging him of all unnecessary MS products and replacing them with other things, so that the only thing I have to run that's MS is the actual operating system. I will probably partition the disk. Once I get up the nerve to do it anyway. I'm a bit terrified of messing with it at this point.

Someone, who is the best boyfriend in the world, was a huge help in the whole salvage and recovery of data of the POiS iBook. I called the poor guy in a bit of a panic and he got himself online and walked me through all fun and exciting alternative ways to start your mac (which of course I can never remember, and are included in all the useless online support materials I have no access to when the POiS is broken). He's getting very good at rescuing me, which I actually don't exactly mind, strange to say. I miss him though. He left for California on Monday. Getting home from school was strange, the house felt so empty, so expectant. Part of me keeps expecting him to walk back through the door and sit down and carry on as usual. It's amazing how quickly I got used to having him around. More than used to it actually...Though I suppose it make some sense given that I'd spent a total of 2 nights in my new place without him when he left.