Okay, I have been eyeing one for months now, but I kept resisting.  I kept saying “no, no, it can wait”.  Unfortuntly a colleague flew in to work on a joint project.  Don’t get me wrong, it was great to see him.  However, he had an iPod touch.  I drolled.  He said “here, play with it”.  I was relunctant…at first.  I tried not to.  I tried not to want to.  It was too alluring.  I could not take the temptation!  I had to touch the touch.  I gently craddled it in my hand.    The contoured design fitting perfecting into my outstreched hand.  Lightly brushing my fingers against its polished stainless steel.  The electricity flowed through my body.  I knew immediatly that it was love.  Or at least lust.  I was overfilled with passion!  I had to have it.  I knew I could not live without it.  I stumbled to my desk in a haze.  My hand trembled as I typed in the web address to the Apple store.  In a moment of blind desire I had ordered one of my own.  I know this relationship is going to be harmful (at least on my checkbook), but I, also, know that for now I don’t care.