This big story I've been working on, on historically black colleges and universities, suffered a major setbakc today. Everything I did on Wednesday, which was adding two key interviews and writing the first 1/4 of it, is gone. Not on my computer. Buh-bye. Something fucked up happened or I didn't save. I don't know. But I felt like I was gonna die. I've been so psyched about getting it done today that I made an outline this morning about what I wanted to do.

And now I've had to backtrack and reinterview people and try to come up with a new interesting lead because I can't remember the old one at all. This blows, completely. Fortunately, Barbara sensed how upset I was and was totally understanding.

But it still sucks. I hate computers. I hate technology.