RIP in my friend

i have some happy memories. the long walks. the stories. hours of endless entertainment. but im having a really hard time living wihtout him. he was there in really good times, and really sad times, and all the times in between. he was there for me while i traveled, and while i just wanted to lay low. he helped me rant at the world. he was with me while i danced happily through the streets of brooklyn. the words he shared with me would, many times, stick in my head for hours and hours on end.

yesterday morning, i first noticed that he wasn't behaving quite right. a few times, he was really low, almost passing out. but then, he would jump back to his regular, normal self. and i would think he would be fine. but then, again, he would almost be to the point of passing out. but then he would be back to normal.
i brought him home, and i let him take a nap, to try to recharge himself. about an hour later, i began to hear a strange noise. i ran to him, and he was gasping and gasping for air. i didnt know what to do.
i took him in to a specialist today, and thats when they told me...he had died. he is gone.




that's right, my ipod has died. well, the hard drive. i dont know WHAT im going to do. my options:
a) oh well, no more ipod (noooooooooooooooooooooooooo)
b) replace the hard drive through someone for $100, but it wont have a warranty
or
c) buy a whole new ipod
-a brand new one, 10% off
-a refurbished one, 20% off

well, america (or the 4 of you who read this), tell me what to do!


and now, a moment of silence for my lost love the ipod...