Today something horrible happened. Yes, something deeply messed up. My iTunes library got erased. I feel like a part of me has died; a big part of me that lives in my temporal lobe. My music’s still there mind you, but not my countless hours of playlist making, star rating, and play counts. A few years worth of upkeep and meticulous editing all gone. Not to mention trying to remember all the podcasts and iTunes U channels I need to find again. The best part is that I have a backup of my library that I don’t want to use. I figure starting fresh again will be entertaining. Might as well, right? Nothing’s eternal after all; only entropy.