grrr. arrrgh.

Moony-the-iPod, in a fit of pique, has apparently attempted suicide. I am currently trying to resuscitate him despite the usual ways not working at all (it's been frozen on the reset screen. since eleven or so last night.). Lots of desperate Googling tells me that my best hope, aside from sending him away to be "refurbished" (i.e. replaced), is to completely drain the battery and then try again, which is taking a ruddy long time. It's still hanging on enough to project the "connect to power source" screen, although I think it's gotten darker since this morning. Maybe. Also? Today is DOCTOR WHO DAY. BRILLIANT, MOONY, RUDDY BRILLIANT. (And if he does get refurbished he goes away for A WEEK AND A HALF and afterwards I shall have to re-download a great deal of video material and my playcounts will probably be destroyed YES I AM THAT ANAL.)

So I'm depressed in a weird, lucid sort of way today, and I keep thinking it can't be entirely related to iPod stress, because I've had a lot of good bits today, including lovely warm weather, and anyway it's a great deal of heavy gloom to all come out of a bit of machinery malfunction, but I just feel drained, not in a physical way, and sort of hopeless. But it's much less thick and muzzy than it usually is. (Everything else is thick and muzzy. I still can't touch anything.)

edit: Well, bloody plague. Attempt to reset was epically of the fail. (It apparently resets, according to the messages flashing on iTunes, but when it reboots itself, it's back to the Apple screen, and when it's hooked up to the computer the hard drive sort of hiccups.) Looks as though Moony is taking a trip to the hospital in days to come.