Whenever I feel like a sad, fat cow who wonders why in living fuck her boyfriend loves her, I read about the Universe.
Magnetars that have a high enough magnetic field that it can suck the iron out of your blood from hundreds of metres away; Pulsars that rotate on their axis in seconds and can keep time with a higher accuracy than any clock; Nebula that are clouds of dust and gases, the very phenomena that formed our own planet; Black Holes with an infinite density that break down the laws of physics themselves...beautiful, beautiful things that exploded from nothingness. All the wonderous stuff that we forget about in our everyday lives.
This whole space thing is becoming a bit of an obsession. I can't help it though, it's just so Zen. It just is. It makes me wish I was just a floating consciousness with sense organs, experiencing all of these mind blowing things. No "I", no self, just experiencing. That's the coolest thing, I can think of.
Apart from the EHX Polyphase:
Everytime I watch product demos of it, I cry tears of fucking blood!!! It's the most beautiful phaser I have ever seen or heard. Someone has bid on my clarinet, so hopefully, I'll get the money to finally own this gorgeous thing. I've waited for years!!!