My computer was turning on, but I was getting the “BOOT DISK FAILURE” error message. I logged into recovery mode, prompting the CHKDSK /R function. An hour later, drive was repaired. I return and rebooted. The same error message kept coming back. I tried to recover Windows, but it was no longer stating that a copy of Windows was installed.
Then it hit me. My main hard drive had failed. Pretty much one of the worst things that could happen to a designer/artist/geek.
I opened up the case and started troubleshooting. Was it the IDE cable? No, I swapped that out and still nothing. Was the cable from the power supply bad? No, I switched that and still no go. Was it set to cable select instead of master/slave? Yes, so I changed it. Nothing.
No fan spins, no powering up noises, nothing. I basically concluded that the hard drive had died. Luckily, though, this was my smaller one – Maxtor 30GB 10,000 RPM HDD that holds only programs on it. My secondary drive, the Western Digital 200GB 7200RPM was safe and sound. However, Windows was installed on the Maxtor – lame. Without an OS installed, I’m SOL. My other drive only has 550MB on it (tee hee!), so no Windows can go onto there. With the exception of having to reinstall all my programs, losing probably a few files that weren’t on the secondary hard drive, I faired pretty well. It’s given me an excuse to allow myself to spend money on my computer (although I just had some car maintenance this weekend) and so I have ordered a – dun dun dun – 1TB Western Digital HDD. I’ve gone with WD over Seagate based on my 200GB drive lasting for, oh, say 6 years now? I’ve never had a problem with it, so I’m hoping this new one will treat me just as nicely.
Also taking the opportunity to add in 2 GB of RAM. L4D2 just isn’t the same when my computer freezes as a Tank attacks.
I feel slightly guilty. This isn’t really my work computer (although it should be). It’s just been my companion computer through all of college and LYFE. Games, term papers, websites…
I’m glad that Mordecai, aka The Beast as my mom calls him, will be ok. I don’t know what I would do if he completely crapped out on me.








