iPad - One week in Review

Fuck you Apple, I'll still call it the iPad 3.

That's right bitches. I sold my soul to the devil and grabbed myself an iPad, although it wasn't so much grabbing as asking the Apple Man nicely whether my non-hipster dress code was deserving of their shiny product.

It was.

"Which one did you get?" I hear you so desperately asking. The new one. I nearly got the "4G" version (Ha!) from T-Mobile actually, but thankfully they were out of stock and I saved myself a heap of cash from their 24 months contract when I re-evaluated whether the wifi model would do.

It would.

So yes, I've been playing with it, I've been spilling drinks on it. I even offered my friend to use it as a chopping board when he couldn't find his. And I figure perhaps it's time I give it a little review.

Relationship Advice

Exhibit A to the right

I suppose this is inevitable - me writing a relationship advice column. As a singleton with 3 unsuccessful relationship under my belt, the internet is the only place I can pretend to know what I'm talking about!

Okay... Everyone has opinions about relationships, and we're all entitled to them. Some of us keep them to ourselves, some ramp them down other people's throats. Some... well... they exploit the shit out of people's insecurities and loneliness. Case and point - Exhibit A to the right.

"Make him addicted to you" from "have the relationship YOU want".com...

"9 Dangerous Mistakes Women make that ruins the Perfect Relationship" from "catch him and keep him".com

Ringtones

So I have a mobile phone.

You've probably heard of it, chances are you even own one.

It's that mp3 player that you take everywhere with you; the thing that you use to take photos with, and play angry birds with... you know? The little device that you use to telegraph your friend about which Starbucks you're waiting in till their sorry arse turns up.

Yeah, you know what I'm talking about.

Astronauts

So I was watching this:

I mean... it's a pretty easy target, just read the comments on the youtube page. Not content with only losing 6 minutes of my life, I decided I'd write about my collateral thoughts, because I have a blog, like millions of others on the internet.

Monkey can't get enough

Photographer's Depiction of me.

So you probably know already that I climb, and write about it. You probably saw this coming as well, that I like to rant incoherently till the early mornings.

Trouble with writing about Rock Climbing is, I have to give myself time to think about a topic, and try and decypher what my brain really thinks of the matter before jotting down that first letter.

Except that's a total lie, cuz I just write and ramble and before I know it I have to erase literally like minutes worth of writing with the 'Delete key', the dreadry! Sometimes I spice things up a little and use 'Backspace', oh yes, living on the edge...