Ipod Rant

Ok so The Vics is not in the best of moods today.

In prep for wee trip to Benicassim and Ibiza Rocks I have been gyming it...not very rock n roll I know but seeing as I am gonna have to get my gibbly bits out it appears I need to.

So by the by im in the gym, feeling pretty pleased with myself re: workout. I see my ipod in my gymkit whilst Im drying my hair,I turn my back, finish frying my hair...look back in bag...ipod not there.

Urgent sense of panic sets in. How the hell am I gonna cope with life on the tube without my wee ipod? How will I cope post-Glastonbury without hearing The Killers, Glamourous Indie Rock n Roll on a daily basis?

Fuck its gone. I look around wondering who has stolen it too scared to say anything to anyone for fear of accusing the wrong person and causing a scene.


I walk back to work from the gym...i feel like im gonna cry.

No chance of getting another one till August as the budget just wont allow.

No lil bundle of joy every morning, no mini jukebox in my head on way to work to keep me from feeling glum...

Boo hoo*