I wake at 5am to pee. When I come back SharkBoy wishes me a happy birthday (as I am sure you do too, thank you) and he asks if I want my present now.
I lazily open the paper to find…
A friggin’ iPhone!! I am utterly blown away! I said a choice expletive. Yay to having friends travelling to America! (Thanks M!)
It’s smaller than I thought. Lighter. Sexy.
Christ, even the USB is sleeker than other USB jacks. Like Apple is thumbing it’s nose at clunky design.
I’ve spent the last hour looking for Canadian resources that will tell me if I can use it without activating it. So far I’ve found a hack that gets right inside the phone’s code but I don’t want to be that drastic. One suggests all I need to do is replace the SIM card with a pay-as-you-go card. I inserted my own phone’s card but it didn’t work. I’m off to the Rogers/Apple store after work. At best, I have an iBrick until the winter (estimated Rogers getting off their ass time). I swear, it’s like holding crack rock up to a druggie.
Remember how I said I had the best husband in the world? You may touch my sleeve.