New Flat: Sneak Peak

HI!

We have a new place!

It's so cool, it even has a mail slot in the door.                                                                                                                                                                   

                                               

                                                                                                              

For more details... come visit soon!

Viva la iPhone

     Of late, every morning I wake up the first thought in my head is, "Maybe today will be the day I buy an iPhone." I'm not an overly compulsive person, especially when dealing with consumerism, change, and commitment. I get a little nervous just thinking of taking that leap; changing providers, forking out over $200 for the phone (I'm a bottom of the poverty-line student), and signing the necessary 3 year contract in order to do so. So I hedge about and yap about how much I want one. I get as close to buying the thing as I can and then retreat as if it will somehow destroy me (it might). 

    My inability to take the simple plunge of buying an iPhone makes me wonder how I can resist that powerful beast called consumerism. I'm really good at it. It really annoys me. I mean, it's so bad, that it happens almost against my will.

As far as I'm concerned, there are merely two kinds, or lets say types, of consumers: Type 1 and Type 2. Type 1 is like myself, as I described above. As far as I'm aware there aren't many of us out there, because if there were, the economy would be in a much worse state than it presently is because nobody would buy anything ever. The second type is the opposite. I'm sure Type 2's would find the above thought process utterly foreign and unnecessary. Type 2's do not experience that struggle. They would simply go out and buy it and not think twice. They are the happy, carefree ones. They're the ones that get everything when it first comes out. They don't usually experience the frustration of buying the "new" iPhone 3GS only to have the latest version come out a few days later because they delayed the whole damn process for too long. Why not just buy the thing right away if you're gonna end up buying it anyway? 

    But Type 1's are cautious, responsible, and massively afraid of debt. They figure all Type 2's are in a heap load of debt (which they are, right?). Someday their whole system will crumble around them and leave them destitute. However, at least they had fun in the process.

    The whole point of this is to work myself one inch closer to buying that sexy piece of beauty called the iPhone. It's taken a lot of effort so far, as can be seen! All of my principles are screaming NO. I know all the reasons I shouldn't, and there are many. Yet there is a tiny bit of Type 2 in me begging for some nourishment. I should nourish it... tomorrow. 

On Templating (add this new verb to your dictionary...or not)

      Creating a personalized template is not easy. I wanted to create my own, because the one I have is, quite simply, not satisfactory. I'm in extreme envy of my brother in law's blog layout, so I want to customize my own. I became very excited when, on looking up how to write my own, they (Blogger) made it sound as easy as taking a crap.

     My excitement was short-lived, however, when I looked further and saw that "easy" was the equivalent of learning how to master the violin in under a day. Not gonna happen.

    Apparently I did not inherit my father's computer savvy. Thanks for nothing, useless genes.

New Year, New Blog

I recently moved. If you know me, you know I hate moving. Moving makes me grumpy. It will make you want to vomit all over me if you are around me while I'm moving, that's how nauseating my grumps are. Just ask my sister, who moved with me. You may be wondering why I'm writing about moving. There is a point. While moving, I realized that I had an entire box-load of diaries and journals, all of which were only written in a few times. I felt VERY deeply that it was a waste of my effort to lug those useless journals around. This blog is an attempt to reduce such excess baggage. I have no idea what I'll write about in here. There will be many entries that address my love of coffee, and my feeble attempts to exchange my coffee with tea, which is much better on the body. I'll probably try to discuss politics and end up looking like an idiot at least once. Poetry (none of which will rhyme or follow any set of rules) might pop up from time to time. Others entries will be about all the people I've loved who haven't loved me back. Just kidding. I don't talk about that stuff (I might keep one journal...ahaha). My efforts will be scattered at best. But at least there will be one less box next time I move.