I was so sure that I had killed him. My blind rage and animal like reaction caused me to smash ol' Lovitz on the garage floor 2 years ago because I was in the mental state of "ME angry and confused!" Though I had made it my aim to kill him (and kill him for good) I still couldn't part with his remains. So, I put him back in his box and stashed him away in my closet. It wasn't until recently that I decided to see if ipods are truly as resilient as they have been said to be. Well, it turns out that they indeed are. I plugged Lovitz in and charged him up. Much to my surprise he was still in perfect working order! I found my entire library to be intact. My playlists worked to serve as a music time capsule of sorts recording my tastes of two plus years ago. I probably went to bed around 4 the other night because I stayed up to listen to my old music library. My reaction to many parts of the selection? Laughter... for different reasons that I prefer not to get into. But anyway.
I haven't had the best run of luck with my ipods. Shortly after I thought I killed Lovitz (and when I say shortly, I'm talking less than an hour and a half) I ordered my video ipod. Keeping in the grand tradition of naming my ipods after past SNL players, I gave the new one the name of Hartman. Within a week I spilled water on Hartman and he hasn't been the same since. But soon he will have a new battery and all will be well... unless for some reason he makes me angry and has an unfortunate run in with the concrete floor of my garage.
In other news:
I miss a handful of things in Denton-
The Cupboard
The Village
The Greenhouse
& as always: friends.
I almost had a breakdown on skype today when I talked to Elizabeth. I miss her so much. The only thing better than getting to see her at the end of July will be getting to see her in ENGLAND.
I decided to pledge some money to the WWF today. Not the Vince McMahon kind of WWF, the "let's fight to save the polar bear" WWF.
55 is a nice number.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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