I'm a idiot!

About 6 or so years ago I house sat for Nathans family. 
When they go back I went back to my apartment in Portland and realized that I had forgot my phone up there.*
The next day when Nathan went to work (we lived together) he left me his cell phone so that I'd have a phone.  I was on a cleaning kick and wearing yoga pants and a tank top.  With no pockets I was left with no choice but to put the phone in my cleavage.  This worked fine and dandy until I bent over to test some bath water and the phone fell out of my cleavage and into the tub.  Crap!  I think part of the reason it fell was because I was wearing one of those tank tops with the "built in bra" and any woman with boobs above an A cup knows those things don't really hold anything in place.  If I had an actual bra on, I'm convinced the phone would have stayed.  Anyway, the phone dried out and ended up working fine.**
Today, I've been cleaning like a mad lady.  I decided to scrub the tub quickly before I showered for work.  I ran the water to flush all the weird crap (thanks Shaz) out of the bottom of it and when leaning over to turn the water off my Mp3 player fell out of my bra and into the tub.  FUCK

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

I don't mention it that often but I ALWAYS use my Mp3 player.  It's going for about 6-10 hours ago.  (Give or take.)  It's not working right now.  I don't really know what to do.  I read something online that basically said if it was on (which it was) when it fell in the water then most likely I'm fucked. 

DAMMIT!!

I should have been more careful.  It's fallen out a few times in the past week, same with my phone.  I think I even blogged about it once. 

I hope a million, billion, zillion that it works when I get home.

*Up there being Chelsea which is about an hour north of Portland.
**Nathan wouldn't exactly agree with "fine" but he could place and receive calls.  The phone got a bit attitudy at times... but that's besides the point.