Oh the irony of ending my last post on a music-orientated high. It is now Monday, nearly 1am. I have spent the remainder of my weekend sticking more album artwork on my lovely new iPod.
I thought I'd charge it up before going to bed, and now that fucker's blown up too ~ Nothing's happening. It's dead and I killed it.
I think my old power supply must be doing all the damage. Now I have to get the tube to work listening to bloody reality - but not before facing a restless night wishing I hadn't messed about with it in the first place - then go back to that heaving bastard Apple store.
Fuck their booking-in policy. I'm just going to slam my receipt down on the table and demand a replacement. And a new power supply, for that matter.