I am sooooo juiced for tomorrow morning.
After two insufferable years with the crappiest, most aggravating, poorly designed, useless piece of garbage phone in the history of telecommunications, I'm getting an iPhone.
I've been drooling over them for a year now, but Verizon's absurd contract terms and termination fee has kept me from pulling the trigger. Meanwhile all the cool people are googling themselves as they walk down the street, or twittering about how the dork next to them (i.e. me) is carrying some lame-ass phone that doesn't even play movies. In my line of work if you don't have an iPhone you might as well be carrying a beeper.
The line at the AT&T store down the block has already formed, and the Apple Store has had a line since last Saturday. I can only think of one thing that would get me to camp out for a week on a urine-soaked sidewalk, and this ain't it. But come 8 AM you'd better believe I'll be scratching at the window of one of those stores. I will not be denied.
And finally, my life will be complete.