it’s weird that yet another sexytime apple product is launching and i’m not in a frothy frenzy of uncontrolled lust. i guess that’s what being ricockulous poor in the face of all sorts of luxuriously fantastical and stupendously expensive gadgets does to you.
i mean…sure, if i had the extra thousands of dollars to throw around i would have all the sexiest of apple gadgets (oh macbook pro, how i yearn for you…): laptop, airport extreme, applet v(maybe?), spiffy new ipod, a digital camera that works, one of those utterly delicious apple displays, oh the list goes on and on. going to the apple store is both invigorating and utterly depressing. maybe i need a sugar daddy? maybe i need to rob a fucking bank.
but at the very least, at least i’m not like this guy, mr. #1 in line at apple store nyc for the fuckin’ iphone. one step above a god damned hobo…barely. at least hobos are pretty fuckin’ cool sometimes.
and really, what would i do with ANOTHER cell phone? especially when i like my current non-AT&T plan and don’t want to go through the hassel of switching?
still…it’s so sexy.
