i'm in love.

omg!! i finally succumbed and got the ultimate icon of yuppiedom - the iphone - and i freaking love it. i know it's annoying to non-iphone users to hear apple fanatics wax poetic about a stupid gadget, and it's probably even more uncool to iphone users who have had it for ages and are like "ok noob, calm down"...but this is what happens when you are in love.

i was telling chris how i polish my phone obsessively so it is shiny and pretty and how much i adore my phone.

me: i'm kind of in love with my iphone
me: is that weird?
me: the iphone and i are soulmates!!
me: haha
me: now cue the montage
me: where the iphone and i are doing all this stuff together
me: we like skip through a field of daisies
me: and then share a plate of spaghetti
me: and the iphone nudges over the last meatball to me
me: and then we get married and i smoosh cake on the iphone's face
me: but then i have to clean and polish it
me: for like hours

and then i think of my favorite part from the first "harold and kumar" movie where kumar is in love with a bag of weed:




yeah. it's like that. unfortunately, the iphone sucks at making coffee too.