life for these unfortunate bivalves is just one damn thing after another

In all the excitement I let a warning message about low disk space slip my mind. Actually, I started investigating which disk it meant and trying to decide what I should do, but I got distracted and ended up forgetting about it. So last night my desktop refused to boot back up after reboot, and apparently that's what the error messages indicated, and it wouldn't even go through the cleanup option in recovery mode without it hanging up.

This isn't a really severe problem, of course; it just means I need to boot a live session so I can use a disk utility and at worst I'd have to install a newer os in a new partition. And we have plenty of live disks already so - but no! Because I have no idea where I packed our usb sticks. We both spent a while looking for them last night, but we couldn't find them, so I'm camping out on the Chromebook until we can buy another usb stick.

The only important function the Chromebook doesn't have is access to my whole music library actually - well, that and its miniature keyboard doesn't have a capslock and I keep calling up the system search instead by mistake - so it shouldn't be a big deal, but I'm too accustomed to my desktop being down qualifying as a state of mild emergency to talk myself down from it.