May. 7th, 2014

delight: (the dawn)
This post has nothing to do with the above, it's just me remembering to crosspost personal stuff manually.

Thanks to a loan and payment plan set up with my parents (as in, my parents bought it and I have to pay them $50 a month for five months) I have my iPod replaced. This sounds spoiled-bratty except for how my DBT training was all centered around music, and my main way of managing my OCD and anxiety is through having music — all my music — accessible at any given time, which means that I do actually need an MP3 player capable of holding at least 100GB of material.

But that’s not actually the point of posting; the point of making this post is to first explain that all of my iPods have had the names of things that travel in pods (so far: dolphins, porpoises, undines) and this time I have a black one.

So I have named it Space Whales.

I thought many of you would appreciate this.