ipod, heal thyself!

well, apparently, all the candles i lit and incense that i burnt at my altar to the mac gods have hurried my beseeching prayers to their holy ears. my ipod's trackwheel, which seemed irretrievably broken a couple of long weeks ago, has spontaneously resurrected itself after spending some alone time in my nightstand drawer. it's a miracle, i tell you. praise the lord and pass the podcasts!