requiem for gloria

"You only live a day, but it's brilliant anyway." -Elliott Smith

This past Monday, Gloria - my favorite iPod - died an ignomious death. She was a little younger than a year and a half old. I named her after this crazy bitch on The Sopranos. Paul was actually around for her first weekend. It was a special time.

She came with me to all sorts of places. She's been to Europe, both England and Holland. She helped me write papers in a stifling little computer lab in Trinity College.

I used Gloria to block out noise, to shut myself off into my own little world. (My social life in my senior year of college left something to be desired.) Now, without her, I'll be forced to listen to people smack gum, prattle about unimportant things, and generally be annoying.

I'll miss you, Gloria. But I'm poor, so you're probably going to stay dead. If it makes you feel any better, you probably won't be replaced.