Joy (cithra) wrote,

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a sense of accomplishment

I roasted coffee. I put away the clean dishes, loaded and ran the dishwasher. I went to Southcenter, bearded a Mac Genius in his lair, and have returned with shiny new iPod number 3! for which third time had better damn well be the charm. Hrmph. I believe this one is new, not reconditioned, so it should be fine.

I've earned the right to screw off the rest of the afternoon. *nod*

As opposed to the rest of the time, when I simply screw off whether I've earned the right or not, of course.

Actually, one more task, but it's not really an onerous one: reloading my music from iTunes onto the new iPod.

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