I hope your Thanksgiving was happy. I mashed the potatoes this year.
Sorry about the delay in the saga of the iPod of Infinite Sadness. Things starting looking up the minute I had confirmed its delivery. The iPod is working pretty darn well. My newest hobby is organizing my iTunes collection.
I’m in Florida through Tuesday, at my parents’ new home near Melbourne. Dial-up is teh suck.
The iPod has been delivered to the house. I will confirm later tonight if it is accurate. Here’s hoping.
In addition to the sadness left by the iPod of Infinite Sadness, I do believe there has been a curse surrounding me. Or, The Curse of the iPod of Infinite Sadness [cue music: DUH DUH DUN].
Some of the fun that’s become of the curse:
» Using poor judgement in estimating the time left on a yellow light with a police car at the intersection, resulting in a $275 ticket for running a red light.
» A general funk to the past week (and not a good James Brown sort of funk).
» FedEx not updating the tracking on the iPod for FOUR WHOLE EXCRUCIATING days.
» That whole election thing.
» Re-aggravating my knee problem by merely standing up.
» Checking my voicemail this morning to hear a friend saying, “I know what’s happening on ‘Lost’,” and stating his theory before I could rip the earpiece from my ear.
Hopefully, The Curse of the iPod of Infinite Sadness will be broken tonight.
Once again, I didn’t get an “I voted” sticker when I left the polling location. Is Texas just stingy with them? Stingy McStickersons.