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My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

Nose to the Grindstone, Ear to the ipod

10th July 2005

Nose to the Grindstone, Ear to the ipod

Another Sunday in the office.  And our document management program isn’t working, which means I can’t access any of my documents.  If I were a crier, I’d be on the verge of tears.  Sigh.  If this keeps up, Monday will be truly horrific.  WOTWIFLI:  vicissitude.  As in, days like today are just part of the vicissitudes of life.

Bought an ipod this weekend, basically because everyone else had one.  Plus, a little part of me was hoping that it would inspire me to go to the gym more.  I had no idea how many accessories were vital to keeping the little monster happy.  I’ve named it Apple, partly because it is green and partly because, well, its made by Apple. 

My Roomie went with me to buy Apple.  On the drive back from the store, I asked her a question about how to operate my new ipod.  She showed me hers and explained its features.  I, completely forgetting what inspired my question, commented with all sincerity, “Wow, I wish I had one of those.” 

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