2:30am.
Going on holiday with friends to Ibiza this summer - not for your typical binge trip - but actually to see some electronic acts that me and my friends are very interested in. Great venues, great weather and great music, what can possibly fail?
My iPod, apparently.
A sterling beauty, 30Gb of capacious storage, full to the brim with my plethora of esoteric and wonderfully abstract music; she was one of the 'original breed'- a tough little number that has survived several wars and episodes since her conception in the factory; one of the first of the 5th generation- brand new off the marketed 'iPod Video!' shelves and into my eagerly awaiting pocket.
And now a week before my holiday, with all of its laborious and monotonous journeying, just as my pockets are at their emptiest and most pittifully empty- she finally keels over and succumbs to years of pounding punishment and drilling daily use. As I went to give her the 'daily charge' - I noticed that the crystalline and vivid LCD display wasn't quite right-- no longer did I see the endless lists of my finely-organised library, alas instead all that she offered was a confused and chaotic myriad of lines and squiggles. "Oh, what has my fangled iTunes done?" I asked, whilst removing her from the dock and massaging her cycle-wheel with my caring caresses. But no, this was not the sinister doings of iTunes, it was with horror and anguish that I realized the problem was located within that chitinous black box; the LCD itself was crippled.
Note to self: Do not celebrate your open love for your musical companion by physically going to bed with it.
Oh, calamity is an inconvenient curse to suffer! All these years of being sang to sleep by the soothing iPod's sound, only to be punished in such a cruel way before my holiday!
.
How am I going to raise £210.00 by next week, with my holiday budget to see to? An audiophile and music-lover such as myself cannot tolerate the torturous thought of a future without such a gizmatronic companion! Woe is me!
(For the non-discerning: I slept on my iPod and broke the screen, now I am financially and emotionally ruined. Is it down the road or across the street?)
Going on holiday with friends to Ibiza this summer - not for your typical binge trip - but actually to see some electronic acts that me and my friends are very interested in. Great venues, great weather and great music, what can possibly fail?
My iPod, apparently.
A sterling beauty, 30Gb of capacious storage, full to the brim with my plethora of esoteric and wonderfully abstract music; she was one of the 'original breed'- a tough little number that has survived several wars and episodes since her conception in the factory; one of the first of the 5th generation- brand new off the marketed 'iPod Video!' shelves and into my eagerly awaiting pocket.
And now a week before my holiday, with all of its laborious and monotonous journeying, just as my pockets are at their emptiest and most pittifully empty- she finally keels over and succumbs to years of pounding punishment and drilling daily use. As I went to give her the 'daily charge' - I noticed that the crystalline and vivid LCD display wasn't quite right-- no longer did I see the endless lists of my finely-organised library, alas instead all that she offered was a confused and chaotic myriad of lines and squiggles. "Oh, what has my fangled iTunes done?" I asked, whilst removing her from the dock and massaging her cycle-wheel with my caring caresses. But no, this was not the sinister doings of iTunes, it was with horror and anguish that I realized the problem was located within that chitinous black box; the LCD itself was crippled.
Note to self: Do not celebrate your open love for your musical companion by physically going to bed with it.
Oh, calamity is an inconvenient curse to suffer! All these years of being sang to sleep by the soothing iPod's sound, only to be punished in such a cruel way before my holiday!
.
How am I going to raise £210.00 by next week, with my holiday budget to see to? An audiophile and music-lover such as myself cannot tolerate the torturous thought of a future without such a gizmatronic companion! Woe is me!
(For the non-discerning: I slept on my iPod and broke the screen, now I am financially and emotionally ruined. Is it down the road or across the street?)
Last edited by Uzique (2008-07-04 18:53:07)
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