Bally's Blurty

Just Friends
According to that famed repository of all facts, fact or fiction, Wikipedia, today is the Day of Hungarian-Polish Friendship. How could I refuse to make an entry on such a beautiful day, dear well-dressed reader? Especially not when there's stuff to say.

I am now the owner of an iPod.

I looked for one - specifically, a silver Classic - while I was in Manchester on Saturday. The city seemed to be dry of such articles. It was not so important, though, as I had a great time helping young Liz celebrate her birthday. Sunday was iPodless too - the Tesco and Argos near to my parents had both run out of stock. Mother's Day was a nice time: better than I expected, as Pyro wasn't in one of his stranger moods (as he has seemed to be whenever I've been over recently).

So, with determination in my heart - and right thigh, for some reason - I went on to the Argos website to check stores in my area.

DIGRESSION ALERT: I just typed that as "stores in my ear". If anyone can figure out why my fingers Freudian slipped up like that, please put your answers on a postcard to the usual address.

Funnily enough, the very nearest one to my house had two, but by then it was too late on the Sunday. Monday lunchtime, I said to myself.

And so it came to pass. I slipped out of work just after 12 and did the deed. I tell you, I've almost forgotten the joy of opening new stuff. Dropping the case felt weirdly like getting some cufflinks out, or something. Anyway, iTunes now has my credit card. I may have to sign up to mark exams, or something, because heaven knows I'm going to need the money!

Catch you on the flipside, dear tech-savvy reader.

Current Mood: hyper
Current Music: Röyksopp - You Don't Have A Clue