I WIN.
It was the recent Itunes update. I uninstalled it and downloaded an older version, and now all my songs are slowly making their way back onto my iPod.
Because I know you were all holding your breaths, and really wanted to know the fate of my iPod.
But word of warning: If you haven’t downloaded the newest version of Itunes and have an older iPod (I have an 80gb classic), it just may fuck you over.
My Itunes won't recognize my ipod all of a sudden.
I just spent forever restarting my ipod, uninstalling and reinstalling Itunes, running a diagnostic test on my Ipod. I even erased my Ipod and am manually recopying 60O0+ songs onto it. And Itunes still won’t recognize it, Ihad to drag the files to where my Ipod shows up on my desktop.
Alfnsdjgn. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’ve tried everything. :/
Anyone know how to fix this?
I just ordered The '59 Sound on vinyl.
Apparently I really needed to at almost 2am. I don’t even have a record player yet. And should not be spending money, since I’m going to be spending a buttload if I’m buying Dropkick Murphys tickets on Friday. What is wrong with me?
I need it for Visual Language right? Can’t have an album sleeve without the record to go inside it, right? Right.
Good. Glad that’s cleared up. I need to sleep.
Home.
I’ve missed talking to my dad. At least for long periods of time. The ride back was so nice. I’ve missed my dog. She was so excited to see me, and followed me around all night. I’ve missed my mom’s cooking. She had dinner ready for when I came home, and made a version of the meal for me with fake chicken and soy beans. She also told me for Thanksgiving she’s making vegetarian stuffing for me, and bought mushroom gravy to have with my potatoes and such instead of turkey gravy. And she bought fake chicken, and is making her vegetable casserole. It made me really happy, she’s become so much more understanding since I first stopped eating meat. I’ve missed bantering with my brother. Hell, I’ve even missed arguing with my sister. I missed having a shower that isn’t the size of a telephone booth. I missed having good water pressure. I’ve missed not having a shoddy temperature system. It’s not a permanent 80ish degrees here. And oh god, I’ve missed my bed. Laying in it right now is heaven. I’ve missed how dark it gets here, and how quiet. If it wasn’t so peaceful, it would be almost eerie. I’ve grown so accustomed to hearing sirens wailing, and skateboards, and people talking in the parking lot at wee hours of the morning. I’ve missed the cleanliness here. There’s a large lack of clutter, and there isn’t a fine layer of charcoal covering things.
As much as I love the city, and Boston, I am so glad to be home.
Rory: Why are you only nice to me?
Jess: Excuse me?
Rory: An hour ago you were totally screwing with Dean and now you’re totally nice to me.
Jess: You see, it’s the screwing with Dean—that’s an important step to getting here so that I can be nice to you.
Rory: So it was a plan.
Jess: What?
Rory: The whole bidding on my basket, it was a plan.
Jess: Okay, I’m officially starving.
Rory: And officially evasive.— Season 2, A-Tisket, A-Tasket
A little over an hour
and I’ll be on my way home. I’m so excited.
I can’t wait for:
- the ride back with my dad. good music, good converstation.
- my puppy
- my bed
- my mom’s cooking
- Thanksgiving at my house. family and neighbors. seeing all the people I love and miss.
- free laundry
- friends from high school
- spending Friday with Jess, Cait, and Casey catching up over coffee and sharing stories.
Akfjlkdsjfkg. I can’t wait. I’m all packed, except for my computer. I’m going to be so antsy until my dad shows up.
