For the last three years, my iPod and I have endured a love-hate relationship. We've had our ups and our downs. How joyous I was the first time I plugged you into my new iBook and you lit up, and smiled, thanking me for leaving that inferior PC behind. You were home. At one with a fellow Apple product. And how frustrated I was when you randomly decided halfway through a 10 hour road trip to let your hard drive seize - and in the process, I lost all of my music.
We've had plenty of good times together. The hours spent in the bowels of the university library with me as I dug through the stacks and archives. The random road trips we took together in vehicles packed well beyond their legal limit. And the countless hours where I played brick while sitting in some of the most boring lectures on educational theory.
As time went on, my music collection grew from a conservative 10 GB (as I was still using my discman to supplement my musical needs), to a whopping 750 GB - much of this purchased digital downloads or ripped CDs that I own.
Although I have had to replace your earphones countless times and your screen is cracked, you still can survive a 14 hour bus ride with no charging, and have accompanied me on my wild and wacky northern runs in the winter.
Happy 3rd Birthday/Anniversary iPod!