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| Tuesday, December 13, 2005 09:11 AM |
| iFëanor |
 by Fëanor |
The one you knew as "Fëanor" has been consumed by the iPod virus. The world is different for him now. He is happier with us.
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To put it another way, poppy got me an iPod for Christmas and is really bad at keeping secrets, so I'm sitting here listening to a lovely black 60GB photo/video/music machine at this very moment.
Some of my first experiences with the device consisted of frustration and fury, thanks to some odd issues wherein my iTunes mistook a network drive for my iPod (!) and copied all my songs up there. Thankfully, with some help from the local expert on these matters (Vis Major), I was able to take care of the problem and begin to enjoy life in an iPod-soundtracked world.
Now, time to load up! I've already got 2000 songs, but I've barely scratched the surface. Also, there are the accessories! Obviously my iPod needs a squid-shaped caddy (oh crap, it's sold out!), but does it also need, for instance, a hat, perhaps? A sweater, even? |
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