I couldn't have said it any better or jumpily myself.
I make a ridiculous amount of money in a job I love where it would actually be insanely handy to have an iPhone with me at all times, especially when I travel. I want to fork over some of said money for an iPhone. Gimme iPhone. Gimme gimme gimme.
Or maybe I just seriously need to get lucky. But paying for consumer goods is at least slightly less lame and more legal than paying for a sex life.
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