but the wind goes right through you it's no place for the old

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I appear to have purchased a new iPod.

Accidentally.

Honestly, I expected to be outbid. I only raised the bid by $10, and there were nine hours to go. Life, however, does not always (or indeed ever) work as expected. You would think I'd have figured this out before now, really.

Suggestions on what to call the new beast? I'm thinking Othello myself, because I'm literary like that.

In other news, writing? Is hard to get back into once you've stopped. Oof.

5 thoughts on “but the wind goes right through you it's no place for the old

  1. In other news, writing? Is hard to get back into once you've stopped. Oof.

    Ugh. Easily equated to physical exercise: easy to stay in shape. A bugger trying to get there once you slip.

  2. My original shuffle was called El Poddo de Fantastiqua, and his successor (a full pod) is the less imaginatively titled Captain Newpod.

  3. JKR: exactly! It used to be feasible to churn out words, now I can barely manage a paragraph without pain. Ugh.

    Ben: I can see you go for the more literal themed names…!

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