I just stabbed myself in the back with a pair of scissors.
I was using them as a backscratcher.
Now I am bleeding.
And I’m still itchy.
Is there a stranger I can take candy from around here anywhere?
I just stabbed myself in the back with a pair of scissors.
I was using them as a backscratcher.
Now I am bleeding.
And I’m still itchy.
Is there a stranger I can take candy from around here anywhere?
I know I just used some common sense yesterday, but I need to call upon my ebola-riddled powers once again: I DO NOT. NEED. AN IPAD!
I am a 9th level gadget whore, and it slays me there’s a cool new toy out there that I don’t need. Not needing something has never stopped me before – let’s stack all my portable internet devices on top of one another and see how deep the rabbit hole goes – but I know with each throbbing cognitive bone in my body that buying an iPad would be a stupid move the likes of which I haven’t done since that time I convinced myself I truly did have a need for two laptops, a netbook, and an XO (turns out I didn’t – who knew?).
Still, the lure of shiny and new is hard to resist. I MUST resist, though. To strengthen my resolve, here are some excellent reasons why I don’t need a goddamn iPad:
NO IPAD. BAD KIMLI.