lappie woes

i have a secret.
my beloved lappie is sick. or so my resident geek tells me. after attempting some basic troubleshooting like verify disk. or verify disk permissions. which i have no idea about. before you smart asses try to shove your know how in my face, this is no ordinary computer...this is a mac. my highly precious mac who has served me well since my initiation into the age of owning my own computer. (which coincided with the age of having any access to unlimited computer time) (oh what joys university life brings to you)
so anyways. beloved lappy had a fall a month or so back. yes. a fall. you heard me. basically, when it happened every curse word in my hidden vocabulary rushed to the tip of my tongue. but of course the fall was at the office, next door to my boss' room, in fact, so all i managed was a bloodcurdling shriek.
so since the fall, i have had a strip of white in the middle of the 2nd quarter of my screen, that is devastating enough. imagine watching dvds on said screen.
anyways, the current problem is one that has been building up. (goodness knows how?) but apparently due to the fact that i dont run disk utility often enough. no one tells me these things. sigh. so anyways, have attempted to back up my files, etc. save for one teeny, tiny, ok not so teeny tiny thing.
my itunes library.
yes, the one i've painstakingly built over the years. currently boasting 2210 songs after obfuscating the lame ones. 8.47 gb of highly listenable music. some danceable, some singeable, but all highlysought after. at elast by me=p. i dont have a portable hd to transfer them to. the mere thought of burning them all onto cdrs kill me. and yet i cant carry on as if nothings wrong or ill really start throwing a fit when (touch wood) my lappie does crash. (God forbid)
it's times like this the idealistic side of me carries on in wonderland, thinking that nothing mjorly bad will happen. reminiscent of novel character becky bloomwood. for a glimpse into the comedy that this character is, allow me to transcribe a letter from her latest book. (coming soon=p)
gotta love it (yes, i do read mindless chick lit like these)