The bad news is I found it entangled in my gym shorts as I transferred my laundry from washer to dryer.
Whats worse is while the player itself was on its last legs, the 128MB memory card I had put in it was but a week old.
To think, I gave lip to the guy at Boston Market tonight for chincing me out of a scoop of Mac & Cheese, but took this with an eerie and giggly calm. I guess it was a relief to know I did not in fact lose it, nor that someone was running around listening to my bubblegum pop workout mix at my expense.
I am holding on to some hope that the memory card can be salvaged.
I'll be taking a bus to the moon in the morning also.