Adventures of Green Eyed Boy and his side kick Envy

Looks like I am the last of my kind. Seeing everyone is engaged, married, or otherwise taken by the opposite sex it seems like I've missed the train to white picket fences with intermittent stops at green yards and blue minivans. I just recently found out two more of us singlilus bachelorettus have gone down the commitment route. Don't get me wrong I am happy for each of them, but it does have a tendency to bring out the envy monster in all of us. I feel like I've been the token everything in my circle of friends so maybe its just in the stars that I am to be uncle that everyone uses as a reference what not to do. Maybe I will be that old guy who stares at his bottle of Pabst blue ribon in the corner booth playing emo punk songs about how love sucks and wishing everyone would just die! Or maybe I should just smile and shutup and be happy for everyone else....

Listen we need to talk...

Over the past years since the Ipod has been out it went from "The underground I had the tshirt before they became popular kid." to the "wannabee the underground kid" to the "what color is your Ipod kid" to the "my 45 year old mom has a pink and a gold one depending on her outfit kid." At this point I am done with apple. They make shitty computers and now that they have pretty much hit every possible target market accept the elderly, but I may eat my words on this one because the Ipod emergency alert device is going to be HOT! Comes in Oxygen tank silver, Mothball white, and Liverspot black.

At this point I am ready to walk away. Call it quits with the thought of even owning one. She's not for me, her jog wheel has been around the block a few to many times if you know what I mean. Besides do you really want halfsy Ipod babies....