Misery and woe, woe and misery...
That's right kids.
IPOD number 2 has fallen.
And not to theft or water or mayhem, the usual causes. It woke up one day and decided it was no longer meant for this world.
We've been gone a month and a half and we're down two IPODS. The soundtrack of our trip has officially become Chinese pop and whatever Justin Timberlake song the radio forces upon us. Oh...and the constant humming we subject the world to in order to fill the void.
Misery and woe. Woe and misery.
I think we're handling it quite maturely, don't you?