babble
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
I wanna rock and roll all night, and SMS every day:
I was just looking at myself in the mirror and even though I'm wearing office-appropriate attire I think I look a little like a rock star today. This is mainly due to the fact that my hair is curly (well, it's always curly) and today it's a little fuller than usual and kind of looks like I just got out of bed after a wild, drug-induced orgy with seventeen barely legal groupies, two sherpas, and a mountie. In addition to my hair's badassness I am sporting a hot new low-cut fitted shirt and some sexay black boot-cut pants, with my favorite boots of course, and so all of this rock star action combined caused me to start throwing the goat and making pouty faces all '80s rocker chick style in the mirror. Fortunately, none of my coworkers came in while I was doing that so I think they all continue to harbor the illusion that I am still clinging to what passes for my sanity.
So, after hanging out at the sci-fi con and in various other venues recently I realized that my current phone, which lacks an integrated camera but is badass in all other ways, just isn't cutting it for me. Sad, really, since I just got it when I switched to a new service provider a couple of months ago. I have a camera attachment for it, but it's a pain in the ass because I can't really keep it attached to the phone all the time and it's also painfully obvious when I am taking a photo of something, which is a problem if I am trying to surreptitiously snap a shot of a furry kissing a Klingon. But since I like all of the phone's other features I decided I wanted one that was similar, and ever since Sean started raving about his bitchen phone (and reviewed it here) I've really wanted to get one. It's basically really similar to the phone I have now but has an integrated camera and some other nifty features that I am currently lusting over. Unfortunately, my wireless provider informed me today that I can't upgrade the phone right now because I have to have my current phone for at least a year first, which of course had the doubly awesome effect of pissing me off and making me lust after the phone even more. In fact, I think I want to marry it and have its little Java-enabled babies. However, due to that little problem with my contract, I will either have to pay retail for one and toss my current phone's activation dealie into it, which seems a little wasteful since I've only had the current phone for a few months, or wait until like next September or some shit to get a new phone, at which time I expect it to be able to wash my dishes, do my laundry, fly, and make julienne fries as well as take photos and let me send e-mail while I'm sitting on the toilet. I know, what a dilemma. Once I decide what to do I'll be sure to update you... in the next edition of As the Fez Turns.
Go congratulate Wil on his geektastic book deal!
babbled by Kat @ 2:16:00 PM |
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