Opps I Did It Again

Sunday August 27th, 2006 marked the death of my beloved iPod. It was found suffocated under a pile of clothing inside the dryer. It was a good iPod, an inexpensive one, but a good one. We had some great times together, me and my iPod. We went on walks together, worked out together, and spent almost every day keeping each other company during our daily commute. And then I did something that I am not overly proud of, something that marks an end to more relationships than I'd like to admit: I consumed 18 drinks in one night. I woke up the next morning in a half drunken haze. That's when I decided to do my laundry while forgetting all about my buddy tucked away in the comfort of my shorts. Tucked away until the flood waters starting rushing in. After that I don't even want to think about the torture that he went through. Abandoned by his best friend he died all alone in the tumble cycle. All the beautiful song that he remembered slowly flooded from his ROM. And then... darkness. But I suppose that with every end a new beginning is just around the corner. It will be nice to get an mp3 player for a 3rd consecutive Chirstmas. And the price was the reason that I chose this particular breed of mp3 player. Having getting drunk and ruined my first mp3 player, I felt nervous that I would do it again and ruin a second friendship. And unfortunately I was right. Perhaps I should stop my drinking, but on the other hand...