The Love of My Life

My iPod.

Four simple letters that just get me feeling all tingly inside. For anyone who is a music lover and does not own (or use) their iPod, you need to rethink your ways.

I've had my sleek, white, 40G toy since early fall. Over 2,500 songs now and still climbing. The best thing ever is to switch on the shuffle. Every song is one of your faves. Now granted, I've got quite a range (from Patsy Cline to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs) (hey, that's kinda like from Loretta Lynn to The White Stripes, which isn't so range-y after all) so sometimes it's a weird transition, but still. It's so me.

If you really want to be cool, get the iPod photo. Ticked me off...I had mine for less than a month and then the new colorized one comes out. Bastards.

At any rate, it's a beautiful thing. I listen at work, home, on planes, while working out, and even in bed. It's your very own personalized radio station, without the talk.

And it really does make you a better dancer, just like in the ads.

Tingly yet?