RIP, my drowned Ipod friend(?)

A tragedy has occurred involving a leaky Cyclone water bottle, a plastic shopping bag, and my longstanding old-school Ipod companion. I won't give many of the gory details, just the following:
1) The water bottle sure did look closed to me... but on closer inspection, I realize that it leaks, despite the fact that it is new and supposedly leak-proof. (Way to go, Cyclone water bottle people, way to go.)
2) The Ipod now has water beneath the screen and made some bizarre electrical popping noises when my housemate here accidentally turned it on. (Way to go, housemate, way to go.)
3) The four dollar water bottle has now (most probably) destroyed my $120-equivalent 20 gig Ipod, which has lived with me in six different places and been through at least a dozen different states, babied and beloved until its sudden demise.
4) Unbelievable, I tell you, unbelievable.

I've propped my old friend in the window, trying to dry him out, but I think he's done for, kids. Shittity brickity. This summer I'll have to replace him with some money borrowed from the federal government (for school and survival necessities: music is certainly a necessity, if you ask me). But for the present moment, I think I'll curl into a fetal position and be ill all day at my stupidity and the incompetence of water bottle manufacturers. I might as well have just thrown a liter of water into that bag--so much for a tight-seal cap.
So yeah, cool.

But at least it's a beautiful day out, and I'm in love, and karate is the ultimate of ultimately great things.