My love for iPods just grew to a cosmic level.

Go to the Apple homepage, now. Yes, right now, and feast your eyes on Steve Job’s latest money-sucking, mind-controlling, yet ever so lovable army of iPods. Well played, Steve, well played indeed. Rainbow colored iPod Nanos? Goddamn. The iPod Touch comes equipped with speakers now? Holy shit.

What? They’re cheaper now too? My god, I’m spewing foam out of my mouth from the sheer awesomeness.

Just. Look. At. Them.

Yes, I know, I sound like a total consumerist. You can’t blame me, though. I’ve never owned an iPod in my life, but my life revolves around it. I see iPods every single day. My girlfriend has one, my brother has one and my friends have them too. Hell, I even sell them. Well, at least I used to.

I’ve always wanted an iPod Touch. It latched itself onto my mind, through some unfathomable, mind-twisting force. It was rather tempting back then. I’d occasionally think about getting one, hinting my parents to get me one..oh, I don’t know, twice a fortnight? But ever since I saw the new line of iPods (that was roughly 5 hours ago), I’ve been begging non-stop. Practically once every hour. Plotting, scheming, hoping to squeeze some money from them before they blow every single cent on Aidil Fitri, which is just..20 days away.

I’m thinking, if this doesn’t work, I’ll just follow plan B.

You don’t know how much I love you, Steve. [Photo from NY Times]

What’s plan B, you ask?

I’m just praying someone out there has a huge ass crush on me and buys me one just for the heck of it. If you’re that person who’s willing to buy me a brand new iPod Touch, then give me a holler. We could arrange a trade, beneficial to both sides. 0:)

Fuck, I sound conceited. Then again, who knows, right?