I've backed up everything to LJ-Archive, so I have a complete and searchable electronic copy of my LJ on my hard drive. I had most of it already, I just hadn't done it in almost 6 months.

I also backed up everything to my InsaneJournal using LJ-Sec, so I have an online copy of everything. Only 200 posts had to be archived over there, since I had already backed up the bulk of my LJ there.

'Course when I did the LJ-Sec back-up to my InsaneJournal, I accidentally copied everything to LiveJournal instead, which meant I had double posts of everything going back a year. I had to clean everything up so that I wouldn't be double-posting everything to InsaneJournal when I made my second attempt. *headdesk*

Needless to say, it took me hours to fix the mess. And now I'm exhausted.

If you've got time tomorrow (I know, I know...a little late) to backup your LJ before everything goes dead for 4 (or more) hours, read brown_betty's post here for instructions on various backup programs, and my experiences here.

*fingers crossed*

Here's hoping that none of our data bits gets lost.

See the headline of this post?

I swear to God I saw that very headline on the Boston.Com Website "More Headline News" scroll. I whip-lashed so fast that I'm pretty sure I snapped something in my neck.

Anyway, it turns out that the Boston Globe's Website had truncated the AP headline, which actually was: Astronauts Step Outside of Space Station for Lube Job (which doesn't read all that much better, to be honest). However, the "Job" part of the headline is looking very widows and orphans, which is probably why the Boston.Com headline looked like it belonged to an astronaut-slash story where our protagonists step out into the vacuum of space in a desperate search for the CVS marital aids and birth control aisle.

While El-Jay was down today, I had to go amuse myself by rubber-necking at the Straight Dope Message Board: Cafe Society.

One thread in particular had me laughing so hard I was crying: TV record offers you can't forget (even if you try).

Now, people of a "certain age" will only need to read two words for fear to strike deeply into their hearts: Boxcar. Willie.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Also, if you wondered who actually bought records put out by Zamfir, Master of the Pan Pipes: it appears the answer is Quentin Tarantino.

Honestly, I was cackling so loudly that one of my cube mates asked me if I was chocking on nut.