Yup, that's right. I admit defeat. I've run two half-marathons, earned my Masters degree, taken the matrimonial plunge, and backpacked through Europe...yet I'm still intimidated beyond all get out by one teeny little thing:
The iPod Nano. Alex got me this beautiful little item for my birthday and while I am amazed by it, I'm still a little bit terrified. It's so tiny and powerful. What if I break it? I feel like my Zadie must have felt when he first looked at a computer. My old Walkman sits in the corner, rejected and probably very angry with me. He's surely conspiring with my Discman to secretly short-sheet our bed or something.
Now if someone can tell me how this whole iTunes thing works, that would be great!