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yesterday, my ipod died.
at least i think it did. i've run through all the troubleshooting apple has to offer and nothing seems to be working. unfortunately, it's out of warranty by two months.
at first, i thought the ipod was jealous. i had been looking on the apple website earlier in the day (portable episodes of lost? count me in.), and perhaps decided to take his own life.
nothing would've been able to replace you, little pink ipod.
after i spoke with terry, we thought perhaps i had uploaded some corrupted data.
what was the last thing i downloaded? i wondered. abba? maybe little pink ipod doesn't like abba.
but it doesn't matter now. little pink ipod has passed on, to be with terry's original ipod.
terry, was your original ipod gay? i'm assuming mine was, because it's pink. and a boy.
this is actually very upsetting for me. very. it's not about the ipod. it's about what stood behind it. who bought it for me. the reason why. the day i got it.
even a new ipod won't be able to replace that.