I've had my Ipod for three years. It's been dropped, dragged, soaked in sweat and generally abused (with love, of course). It has survived 40 mile rides, and being stepped on on the treadmill. Last night, I dropped it one too many times. It refuses to turn off. It's been inspected carefully, but the lil' guy just can't take any more and went nuts.

What's really sad is that I can't go 24 hours without it. After the final verdict of death was made, I stopped by Walmart at 7:30 this morning on my way to work to purchase another, regardless of cost, etc. It's blue and has an impact resistant jacket. I'm better now.