Am I predicting the end of a technological revolution? No. I am merely mourning because I did that which I thought I'd never do.
I sent my IPOD Nano through the washing machine and then didn't realize where it was until it had been sizzled in the spin cycle.
I fell in love with my IPOD Nano, which I carried with me everywhere. It was an unlikely relationship, since I thought I'd never want one.
Ho-hum. Mourn for my loss. It was tragic.
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