Ahhh.... the pain and joy of the almighty i-pod.
An MP3 player in this city is like a lifeline... a great little tool that has an endless trove of songs at your fingertips. Sometimes for a little lullaby on a rainy day, other times to provide a soundtrack to my marvelous city, even more times to emphasize one's bitter subway mood... Not to mention, it's a nice way to shut out the rest of the world and make it your own.
My little RIO nitrus DIED unceremoniously a couple of weeks ago... I was crushed... gigs worth of work down the tube... bastard machine.
I tried to be fiscally responsible, telling myself, "Your credit cards don't need an additional expense like an ipod." The less responsible side counters, "Fuck it, what's another $300 charge in the midst of the thousands you already owe... It's America damn't!"
Needless to say, I gave in and had to get an ipod (never touching those rio shites again!)... I couldn't bear another subway ride to work without a soundtrack... I JUST COULDN'T DO IT.
Although, it seems as though the more responsible side got the last laugh... the friggin' ipod I bought was totally defective and I had to wait on line for a friggin hour to get it exchanged... fuckers.
BUT ALL MY SWEET SYRUPY TUNES ARE DULLING THE PAIN!
Viva-la-ipod!
An MP3 player in this city is like a lifeline... a great little tool that has an endless trove of songs at your fingertips. Sometimes for a little lullaby on a rainy day, other times to provide a soundtrack to my marvelous city, even more times to emphasize one's bitter subway mood... Not to mention, it's a nice way to shut out the rest of the world and make it your own.
My little RIO nitrus DIED unceremoniously a couple of weeks ago... I was crushed... gigs worth of work down the tube... bastard machine.
I tried to be fiscally responsible, telling myself, "Your credit cards don't need an additional expense like an ipod." The less responsible side counters, "Fuck it, what's another $300 charge in the midst of the thousands you already owe... It's America damn't!"
Needless to say, I gave in and had to get an ipod (never touching those rio shites again!)... I couldn't bear another subway ride to work without a soundtrack... I JUST COULDN'T DO IT.
Although, it seems as though the more responsible side got the last laugh... the friggin' ipod I bought was totally defective and I had to wait on line for a friggin hour to get it exchanged... fuckers.
BUT ALL MY SWEET SYRUPY TUNES ARE DULLING THE PAIN!
Viva-la-ipod!
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