Thursday, February 5, 2009

Dore Mifa emotes and expresses sadness

Let me start off by saying that this post was going to be about my current oboe crisis and general unhappiness with the world.
A tragedy, nay, a TRAVESTY has occurred now that overshadows it all. How naive i was to be worried about next year when i now find myself wondering how i will get through TOMORROW on cds alone.
Yes, it is true. At 8:20, February 5, 2009, my ipod, my beloved, cherished, dependable 80g ipod committed suicide. She has been hooked up to itunes since then, with the same screen showing, in a permanent 'lock'. My ipod has acted like this before, but never to this degree. Yes, she is quite the drama queen, freezing occasionally, crying when i sync to many cds at once and draining batteries with record speed. But always, ALWAYS coming back to life. Now, she is still, lifeless.
It begs the question- what did i do to her that she needed to remind me of her importance in my life? Did the name "baby" not suit her? Did i let strangers listen to her one too many times? Did i overfill her with podcasts?

More on this later.....

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