After three years of loyal, lyrical companionship, my iPod Nano - third or fourth generation, 4GB - has officially died. It happened approximately nine-thirty AM this morning, confirmed by an Official five minutes ago.

It's had a digital cold or something the last month; I've had to reset it twice in just that time alone. I should've recognized the signs, I guess.

And I've always thought people crying when they lost their cell phones were stupid, but... Damn. I guess that makes me more stupid than I thought.