I'm back to reality, with a flu/cold as a souvenir. I feel, if possible, less rested than I did when I left, more stressed out, and bitchier than ever. Wow. How's that for a break? Of course, it doesn't help that I have Aunt Flo's cramps on top of it all.
I did manage to get the iPod back in working order in time for the trip back home. I tried all the reboot advice I could find on the Internet to no avail. I didn't have the cord, but thankfully, I did have an adapter for the car, which did the trick. I still curse Apple and all those who birthed them, but at least I had something to listen to besides Vaughn's whine-curse fest on the way home. You name it, he was screaming about it. Wow, 5 weeks, 5 months, and now 5 years, and nothing has changed, he's just gotten louder and better at it. Speaking of cursing those who birthed them...
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