Ugh, my mp3 player broke today. Which meant I had to spend half the day facing stupid reality instead of being lost in my own personal happyland. Plus, I can't buy another one right off since bill collectors await my cash in the mail.
AND on top of all that, none of the electronics shops I called can repair it. It's just the touchpad in the front that's fucked, since it won't let me access the menu.
It's stuck on Voice Recorder, so the only thing I can really do with it is listen to me calling it a "retarded slut whore" over and over.
