This story starts in Boston about 2 years ago. I was really missing music in my life. Being Commuter, and not having the time before and after work filled with a car ride and radio/cd ablities, therefore, I was truly missing the blessings of music in my life. . . . So I made the plunge and bought a Mini. I couldnt fathom the idea of spending and arm and a leg on a "gadget." So I went with the reasonably priced mini. But the last few years have helped me realize the beauty of this so called gadget. (I actually didnt want to follow the crowd and get an iPod, so I first got something else. And it DIDNT work and not worht the hassle. I think it was a Samsung.)
During my last trip to Florida, I was rushed getting the rental car returned in order to make it for a standby flight. Needless to say that I didnt get the chance to clean out the car, and I left my iPod in it. As I dont usually use my iPod on the weekends, I didnt realize that it was missing until Saturday night. My stomach dropped and I just wanted to cry. My iPod was like my left arm. Like my friend. Always there, willing to lending a word or two of encouragement. . . . And now no more in my life. As I wasnt 100% where it was, I didnt have the heart to go through the pain of other people telling me that they didnt have it.

So, my new love. I now have an iPod Classic. Its b-e-a-utiful. Its Black, and shiny. And hold LOTS of music. Ive only had it for a few days, but I already love it. All I could ask for and more. Thank you.