So many wants, so little money.
Who was it that said I'm not anti-social, I'm anti-idiot?
And it's not enough I don't have enough money to get what I want, the season to be jolly dictates I should share my worldly cash flow with friends and relatives. Bah, Christmas. Bah! Humbug.
The Motorola Razr comes in at a pricey P9,000. Nine thousand. Nine. Thousand. 9T. No matter how you put it, it's still a scary number (this, from someone who paid *ahem*-ty thou for the iBook, affectionately known as Vlad) . And that's the price if you have the time to hunt it down. Otherwise it sells at 12. thou.
I take comfort in my love for Sony Ericsson that the temptation of the Razr is not too... er, tempting.
Oh, yes. This Russian spy poisoning business. The iBook's name is Vlad, like saying "I will suck your blood" with a bad Transylvanian accent.
I do heart my KGB (like the way they admit it exists, unlike Mossad).
Sigh. I miss Spy School on TechTV.
The Midterm Midtacular finished downloading, and don't we all miss Jon and Stephen together?
Damn. I just remembered to add Conan's DVD. Argh. Am I going to be broke for '07?
"... But I think I want me to have it."
- Buffy, on gift-buying
2 comments:
the razr now comes along with a lower price say for example if you were to throw in your phone as part of the deal. not throw in a literal sense but more of, well, you know what I mean.
of course I am being a dork.
laters.
The Razr's the phone I covet as well.
Then again, I remember how many days it's been since someone last SMSed me.
So, never mind.
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