Today at work, a man with two fingers (he only had a part of one hand) gave me a CD and said, "This will change your life." I'm now listening to four really bad punk rock songs, and the chorus is something like, "Help me fuck you, get a fuckin' clue."
I have to incorporate this into my iPod story somehow.
The new iPod update is amazing. I can copy. I can paste. I can sync notes instead of looking for a wireless connection to email them to myself. It's great fun.
That bein' said: