R.I.P. little pod

Well, my iPod didn't make it. We gave it time to dry, took it apart, looked around (it smelled like blueberry coffee once opened up), but... nothing.

It's not all that bad, I ended up getting another one as another gift. It's the exact same one, just a little cheaper now. I'm not used to seeing my video screen so clear and not covered in scratches. Now I have another little pod to love and keep away from open coffee cups. I'm going to be so paranoid now, but in different ways than when I had my last one. I only ever worried about losing it. I knew where it was at all times and if I didn't, I was finding out where it was real quick. Now I can feel myself being scared about every little thing with this new one - am I plugging it in too hard? blah blah blah. I'm sure I'll get over the fear eventually. It's funny how dependent I've become on this little thing that's no bigger than my hand.

So, needless to say, nothing is holding me back from my 30 Seconds to Mars addiction now. It's back on in full force. Now that I have maxed out both songs The Kill and From Yesterday, I have moved on to current song obsession Modern Myth. I may need help.