So here's my BAD news.
I lost my iPod Touch. I left it on the treadmill when I went to my Boot Camp Class. I realized it right before going to bed, so I quickly called the gym and they said that things that are of value they put in the safe and she didn't have the key. So I'd have to call back today. I'm waiting for a respectable time to call. 6am seems too early. Of course because I'm a girl I couldn't sleep because I was just thinking about my poor iPod, all lonely and scared. Hoping the new fancy gym we signed up at, have people who don't need a 7 year old iPod. Yep that's right, I have a 1st generation iPod Touch. I use it everyday for 7+ hours a day...I'm going to be lost without it, not to mention all of my music I've collected over the years...and not in an iTunes kind of way.
This is how I feel, dramatic I know
|I don't have a picture of me crying, I, however, do have a picture of Baby Fox crying, he was upset that it was bedtime and that he couldn't keep running up and down the hallway|
|This is how I feel, happy with ice cream all over my face. Oh to be a kid again.|