February 10, 2005
Ahem
What is it with music devices dying in the arse lately?
Yesterday afternoon while walking home, my Minidisc player suddenly stopped. However, I was two steps from my front door and just assumed it was a battery issue, and didn’t give it a second thought.
It’s more than the battery folks, it’s JUST NOT WORKING.
As someone who needs to listen to music while catching public transport everywhere (damn you, L-plates, damn you to hell) this is THE MOST HIDEOUS THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME. Especially when I am due to sit in a park in the city reading for hours tonight until an appropriately not-too-early time, where I will then enter a pub, drink and watch a band from the darkened corners of the room. Shyly. Because I am adorable and shy.
As I am so grief-stricken, I will abstain from blogging until the pain has died down. I don’t know how long that will be.
Naturally, if Bec Cartwright and Delta Goodrem run off to begin a lesbian love affair and their publicists announce plans for the duo to cover “Do They Know It’s Christmas?”, to which Andrew Bolt responds with a lengthy venomous spiel in his column - I’ll pop back on to blog about it.
Posted by Jess at February 10, 2005 11:18 AM— Filed under Common
I’ll sell you mine (Sony). An oldie but a definitie goodie. Still got the box and everything.
I’m just glad to see that this obvious trauma has not led to the loss of your sense of perspective, Jess …