Oh. I got an iPod Touch tonight and am sort of in love already. I named it Eddie Danger, after the foster chihuahua we had that humped everything including Riley’s head. After enduring three hours at The Mall of America on a Friday night, I felt like I owed it to myself. That and my other iPod is from 2004 and the scroll wheel stopped working on the way back from Missouri earlier this month. A new car needs a new iPod, right?
And I wrote this entry all on Eddie Danger! See? In love.