Death of The Biscuit.

April 19, 2005

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I do believe my iPod has shuffled off this mortal coil. It made a whining, buzzing sound from the depths of my murse/man-sack, and now there’s a graphic with an empty folder and an exclamation point where my songs used to be.
I named my iPod “The Biscuit.” Au revoir, The Biscuit.
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