Cut the Wire!
This is all the toture I can take. I’ve been throughly tested. Get your mind out of the gutter. You know who you are. On a more serious note. I’m way to wired. In the past month I’ve had to live without my tunes for a week. Translation: send iPod to Apple to be fixed. Cut off online. Which means dropped off my iBook at Tekserve. Oh that was pure torment. Life without my baby. All because my Superdrive said I will l spat out any cd or dvd you decide to insert into my system. Bah! Then today, I had to drop off my mobile because I had a faulty handset. Why, you may ask? Because it doesn’t show me the lovely pics of my friends when they call. Especially my cousin with his big ass knife and corn beef. So I shall pick up my unit tomorrow. At least I will only be parted from my cell phone for a day. Not like anyone calls me anyway.
