So… You know how I am about my ipod music. It’s permanently attached while I’m at work in the cubicle warren. Well, Alan bought me a new iPod touch for my birthday. I got it early to survive the long trip back from Idaho. It’s lovely, except that it keeps cutting out on me as though the battery can’t keep a charge. So I returned to Walmart, apparently one day too late, so they say I need to call Apple. Forget that. Off to Salem or wherever it is to hassle the Apple folks until it’s working again and PROPERLY! Aargh. Days like this I miss my shuffle, now property of Garrett.