How bad I want an iphone.

How badly do I want an  iphone? Pretty bad. I've come to terms with the fact that, because of Apple, I'll never reach nirvana. I'm always going to want what they make. I don't blame myself. This is the world we live in. It's pretty cool, and Apple seems to be president (sorry, should stick to my Canadian roots) prime-minister of making it cooler. I want to be at the front of the pack. I feel a need to be an early adopter. Especially of technology. I want to have all the answers. I want wikipedia in my pocket. I want a phone that makes me smarter. I want to not have to carry a cell phone and an ipod. I want lighter pockets. Apple understands my need for lighter pockets. If Apple made money, there'd be no change. They're smarter than that. Just round up. I also want to know what's around me all the time. I never want to have to look. I don't want to discover anything on my own. Apple knows me, they can just tell me where to go and I'll go there. I don't want to ask strangers questions like how to get somewhere or anything else about the environment I'm in. No longer will I ever have to ask the cute waitress, coffee shop employee, or book store girl what song is playing in the background. Apple has given me Shazam. It listens for a few seconds, then takes me to itunes so I can buy the song or whole album. With technology like that, I'll never have to get excited to hear that song again. It's in my pocket, and I'm already sick of it.