Raped by Mobile Internet
As much as I hate to admit it and for as long as I tried to fight it off, I'm afraid the inevitable has happened. Technology has seduced me, bought me dinner, had it's way with me...and I liked it. Damnit.
I've always been opposed to a lot of new technology mainly because I didn't feel like we needed it in the world. I mean, who the fuck really needs an iPhone? Well, I do, that's who. Okay, so maybe I don't exactly need something as extreme as an iPhone, but these new keyboard phones kick some ass and I'm really starting to want one. The only problem is that I only have 400 texts a month and can't get the internet on mobile. So, what the fuck is the point of having a super sweet phone like that? There isn't.
Now, some may ask why I would even need a phone like that since I'm perfectly content with my Razr. The answer: Twitter. Yes, because I don't twitter enough at home as it is, I need to have access to the amazingly addictive website on the road just in case I have the urge to let people know exactly what I'm doing at every moment of the day even though it's normally just hanging with Nicole, hanging with Lara, or hanging out with Nicole AND Lara, all while listening to My Chemical Romance non-stop. Still, I want a motherfucking phone with some bitching apps and some damn good internet service.
It's scary to think about. I could end up being one of those people that constantly has her phone out, twittering everything she sees, downloading new apps just for the hell of it, and listening to a bunch of different music all while ordering a double shot nonfat skim milk latte with a bagel and cream cheese from Starbucks, bitching why Starbucks is non-smoking...okay, well...maybe I don't need a phone to be that girl. >.>
Damn. Now I want Starbucks. FML.
Neurotically Yours,
Play Dead
I've always been opposed to a lot of new technology mainly because I didn't feel like we needed it in the world. I mean, who the fuck really needs an iPhone? Well, I do, that's who. Okay, so maybe I don't exactly need something as extreme as an iPhone, but these new keyboard phones kick some ass and I'm really starting to want one. The only problem is that I only have 400 texts a month and can't get the internet on mobile. So, what the fuck is the point of having a super sweet phone like that? There isn't.
Now, some may ask why I would even need a phone like that since I'm perfectly content with my Razr. The answer: Twitter. Yes, because I don't twitter enough at home as it is, I need to have access to the amazingly addictive website on the road just in case I have the urge to let people know exactly what I'm doing at every moment of the day even though it's normally just hanging with Nicole, hanging with Lara, or hanging out with Nicole AND Lara, all while listening to My Chemical Romance non-stop. Still, I want a motherfucking phone with some bitching apps and some damn good internet service.
It's scary to think about. I could end up being one of those people that constantly has her phone out, twittering everything she sees, downloading new apps just for the hell of it, and listening to a bunch of different music all while ordering a double shot nonfat skim milk latte with a bagel and cream cheese from Starbucks, bitching why Starbucks is non-smoking...okay, well...maybe I don't need a phone to be that girl. >.>
Damn. Now I want Starbucks. FML.
Neurotically Yours,
Play Dead