So my iPod died the day I left Utah for Idaho. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had a radio in my car or could find my warranty information that I packed in a box and put somewhere in storage. So instead of freaking out (okay, there was some freaking out), I used part of my tax return to buy a bigger, better iPod. It was delivered right to my door, two days earlier than expected. I told the UPS man I loved him and barely refrained from kissing him. I tore open the box and found my shiny pink iPod... read more
