In other news, my i-pod's fucked. I haven't had it that long and have been taking excellent care of it for fear that the benevolent man who thoughtfully bought it for me will throttle me should it come to harm. It's a first for me, owning something worth more than €20 and having to look after it. But I've obviously done something wrong. It shouldn't be breaking my heart this early in our relationship.
I haven't even slept with it yet.
I haven't even slept with it yet.
