Well, my Ipod has not returned himself to me. The jerk. I'm moving on in my life like it never happened. I was definitely not shunned by my Ipod. No. Not me. Maybe the creepy girl next door, or the annoying girl in my French class who I would totally eat first in a deserted island situation, but not me.
So, I have had to revamp my big purchase list. It now reads like:
1. Ipod
2. Car stereo with Ipod adapter
3. GPS for my car

If anyone is thinking about what to buy me for a late birthday present... here are a few suggestions.

This is the point in my blog where I would like to invite Apple to comp me my seventh Ipod. Not even kidding. My Ipod history goes a little something like this:
1. Mom looses during a move from Harding to home.
2. Gets sick and dies after my trip to Greece.
3. A bad apple. He didn't live very long.
4. Another bad apple. Apparently they have worked out these "kinks."
5. He got jealous of my relationship with my chai and decided to end his life by jumping in said chai.
6. Ran away after possible neglect and abuse. Not really abuse but maybe I wasn't as kind as I could have been. I think this one was jealous of my cat.

So, Apple? What do you say? If you buy my Ipod I will totally buy a mac next time I buy a computer. Think about it.