Frustration turns to dispair

For months on end I have entrusted an awful lot of work to the care of my small PQI 1GB 2.0 USB Intelligent Stick. This morning I found to my horror that the little blighter has, at some point after 17:20 yesterday, decided to set itself free. That time is when I left the office, having popped in to do some printing ready for a meeting today, which coincidently didn't take place after all. Having Meg with me, I decided to treat her to a walk through Central Park. I also went to a garage and put the car through a wash. I've turned the office, car and house upside down today. So it's looking very likely that it's somewhere in Central Park.

Great.

So what's on it? My entire thesis study and a load of coursework I was hoping to print off at college and hand in today. I'd spent the few days break I've had from work to get this work done and out the way. It now looks like I'll spend this weekend doing it all again. Thank God I have hard copies of my drawings...but I've still lost all other data, photographs, and presentation work connected with the project. There's no chance of me replicating these things, though I'll have to do my best to come up with something and fast. The thesis counts for a lot and isn't as straight forwardly academic as the lost coursework. Answers can't found in a book. The next few weeks are going to be hell.

I'm feeling sick.