So, I’ve done the deed and crossed a line that mortals should never cross. Yes, I went to the dreaded apple store, drooled over the merchandise, broke down and purchased the Apple Ipod Touch. Please don’t hate me. I know my Dell Laptop was spinning on the desk back home as soon as I touched one, but I could not stop myself.
To buy this overpriced piece of technology I sold my PSP. Yeah, Sony is hurting right now and I’m sorry to kick them while their down, but I barely touched that sucker. It sat there in the box for days and then weeks with nary a look from me.
I lost a bit on the sale, but it gave me enough to put me over the edge for my 8gig Ipod Touch. And let me tell you 8 gigs is not nearly enough, but I rejected any notion of become a true apple tech whore and limited myself to the 8. Really, I just couldn’t afford to go higher, but I console myself with that thought.
I love my Ipod Touch. It’s sleek and sexy and does what I tell it to. Which is more than I can say for my love life. I have yet to name my Ipod Touch, but soon I’ll find the perfect nom de guerre for my baby.
I think Bud, sounds good, right?
I’m a blogger, writer, and teacher. I’ve been working in South Korea’s ESL field for the last three years. My one year contract has unexpectedly turned into a journey that I’m still on and loving.
You can NOT name something that sexy Bud. I work with an old dude called Bud and he may actually appear in the dictionary as the antithesis of sexy.</></>In other notes, why is the Touch so special? I spilt coke all over my Nano and it is fuuuuuucked. I need something new, but I may want more than 8 gigs.