Another Sad Day

      I did my laundry earlier this week, and upon returning to the washer to put my load in the dryer, discovered something very precious to me had gotten washed...The MP3 I couldn't find. I was devastated, and asked my brother to fix it. He put it on top of the hot water tank for a few days, but it still would not turn on. I plugged it into my computer and it malfunctioned...
      So the best MP3 player I ever had is now in the recycle bin. Every song I ever downloaded, reformatted, and transferred is still on the MP3, but it's beyond help. It's dead.
      I have another MP3, a spare, here at my desk. This morning, at six, I was already wide awake, transferring the same songs onto it. It's not the same. It doesn't have the "Now playing" feature, which means I have to start at the beginning each time and it's very slow; not to mention the plastic covering the screen has almost peeled completely off. I literally have to go see if we have clear tape, to hold it all together.
      So, that's that. I think I'm going to refill on my Sunny D and watch Beside The Dying Fire. See ya.