I had the [tag]iphone[/tag] lust, as you may have noticed. I thought it would solve all of my problems. Then, my [tag]Spiritual Advisor[/tag] (not to be confused with Paris Hilton’s Spiritual Advisor) convinced me that it was better to just have no problems in the first place.
This was a good point, so I shed my problems and got a [tag]Blackberry Pearl[/tag] instead of waiting for an iphone. (Thus creating new problems, I’m sure).
Now I can just sit back with a glass of wine and watch the growing iphone mania with bemused detachment, which is much easier. Not to mention cheaper.
On a related note, there’s a decent piece in the Washington Post Outlook section today on the iphone and technolust: “Nanoseconds Of Happiness – You’re Going to Love Your iPhone, Until the Next Gizmo Calls” by Darrin M. McMahon.