Today I discovered that one of my really old laptops was not broken, as I originally suspected. This led to much rejoicing (it "died" unexpectedly when it just quit working out of the blue), and me digging through to find a lot of old stuff.
So basically if I'm even less productive than usual, it's probably because I'm digging through old files for a bit. On the upside, I've found several old games I've written/made/whatever-you-call-it that may see the light of day again, after some quick fixes. Most everything I wrote back then strikes me as hilariously awful (this if from my high school days), but I may convert some of the half-finished stuff into finished stuff.
Also, I've discovered that writing really is an art that can be practiced, or else there's no way I could have ever gotten good at it. I've also discovered my old webcomic, as it were, though it's also really, really bad.
I'm really, really, really glad that I didn't publish any of that stuff with my name on it.