It may be illegal but I don't care 'cause I'm so hard core

So somebody from work got a 40 gig iPod the other day and wanted to know how much music I had that could be put onto it. He had access to all my stuff but didn't realize that there was 99.6 gigs of it. That's ok, I didn't know that either. So ... we end up going to the computer store next door and getting a hard drive with the intention that I'll put all the stuff on there and he can load it all onto his iPod on his home computer.

Installing a new hard drive into a PC isn't exactly rocket science but I asked him if he knew how to do that, just to make sure, eh. Turns out hard drive installation isn't something that everyone can do in their sleep. Who knew? What other assumptions have I been making all these years that are perhaps totally false? Is cheese actually bad for you? Is exercise really killing me (I'd like to think so because that'd be a totally excellent reason to stop)? Was Elvis not really an honorary President of the USA for a month?

Anyway, we ended up getting him a nice fat hard drive and a USB external enclosure to shove it in. I guess this means I'll be spending all night filling the thing up. USB 2.0 may be next best thing to sliced avocado but she aint no speed daemon when you're talking about filling a whole hard drive. I wonder if I should "accidentally" fill it with pr0n as well as MP3 goodness. Well, they did say that they wanted some movies on the rest of it.

Dooce is often quite entertaining but then paragraphs will jump out and smack you in the head:
The next week I checked into the hospital because I was thinking about killing myself.
Talk about opening yourself up to the big bad internet.