When I took the headphones out of my iPod yesterday, the jack turned out to be broken and permanently lodged in the port. Today, I went to the Apple store and found out that it would cost $250 plus a $30 battery replacement fee to have it fixed. Given that a newer model with a bigger hard drive can be purchased for a $100 more than that, I think that I now have a very fancy firewire hard drive.
I am already going through withdrawal symptoms; so I'll need to figure something out soon.
It is entirely possible that an I SAW U ad is about me in this week's edition of The Stranger.
at long last, my bad boring dream comes true.
Today at our office we had a combination baby shower and cinco de mayo party. It isn't as much of a juxtaposition as you might imagine, given that it did not involve alcohol. Though it certainly would've been funny if someone brought tequila as their potluck item.
Other than work, not much. I cooked dinner, ran some errands and laundry, made a mess of putting my dying tulips on the windowsill, and haven't watched the o.c. season finale because I'm still an episode (now two) behind.
I have a bunch of chapters from the Dave Eggers serial novel that I'll try to read before going to sleep and after watching the Daily Show.