The Ending of a Love Affair

Tragic really, but its over.

I've blogged often of my deep and unending love for you. Everyone knows how I feel about you. I've never tried to hide it. I've shouted it from metaphorical rooftops on many an occassion. I've repeated often that I would marry you if I could.

But now, sadly, its over. It was a love story to rival Romeo and Juliet, but you ruined it.

Google, your phone is shite. So crap in fact, that I am forced to call off the engagement.

Please bring out Nexus One Two ASAP. Until then I will have to revert to my LG GC900 which kicks the iphone's sorry ass from here to next Wednesday IMHO. *There are plenty of perks working at an IT company - not the least being that all the young boys get over excited by every new product and test them all out, so that when I want a new thing-with-a-battery (albeit not the fun battery-operated things coz them I can test myself *cough* anyhoo....) all I have to do is list the things I want, and they bring me an option or two that is perfectly suited to me! Gotta love that!

I freaking adore Gmail, in fact the fella and I use it to run our businesses we heart it so much. I love your calender, I love that you sms me reminders. I love reader - I couldnt handle blogs without it. I heart igoogle with all my gadgets so I can see my world at a glance. My satnav uses googlemaps (eat shit whereis) and even though desktop used like 99.999999% of the worlds computer space, I still plan to give you another chance. Sometime. Probably. (but please learn not to sit on my couch with your legs so far apart - because no-one else can fit kthxbai)

I was so looking forward to your phone. But after using you for a few weeks, I'm afraid I can't marry you anymore. (But of course I still want to live with you coz the rest of you is awesome)

So please, go see a therapist. Work out this issue. And when you have, if you still want me, we can still walk down that aisle.