I really hate how, after months and months of hoarding writing, just as I'm getting close to putting out an enormous torrent of updates, BAM something happens to my computer. Or the internet. Or my thumbdrive. It is 100% my fault, but that doesn't mean it doesn't piss me off.
...also I just realized that the first sentence kind of sounded like sex being interrupted right before orgasm - WHICH IS CLOSER TO THE TRUTH THAN IS STRICTLY COMFORTABLE.