My ipod Is Making A Mockery of My Existence

To hell with the "Shuffle songs" function on my ipod. Last night I was in a horrid mood for unmentionable reasons. I felt alone, needless to say, and "Dancing with Myself" by Billy Idol started playing right at the pinnacle of my existential isolation. It was at that point I almost threw the damned auditory device into East Village traffic. Screw you Apple, and screw you Billy-you were once a gimp that couldn't dance at all.

I feel far better today, by the way.