There was a time when me and my iPod could barely be separated. I knew it was a player but there was definitely love - not a dirty love like you see in porno's, it was more of a classical kind of love that you see in romantic 50's film noir.
We went and did everything together. So much so that we were almost like a music playing Darth Vader - such was the oneness of man and iPod.
Anyway, I began to fall out of love with my iPod - I just couldn't be bothered to turn it on or push the right buttons anymore. It's smooth, white curves could do nothing for me.
The reason for this cooling off between man and machine was because two broke on me...
Now though we're back on sexing terms since I discovered the 'Shuffle' option. How brilliant is that! You just never know what's coming next out of thousands of songs!
So now, the iPod and I shuffle the nights away waiting to see who is going to come next.
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