Well, I just can’t go over this without blogging a little: AT&T anounced a million inquiries about the iPhone. I don’t expect them to have a million buyers the next day iPhone is out, but the number has a certain marketing value, we must agree on that. If they will have at least 100.000 unique buyers in the first day, I think they will actually face a HUGE logistic and chain-supply problem.
In the same line, another piece of information tells me that the Europe iPhone carrier hasn’t been yet chosed. They are negotiating with Vodafone which seems to be the favourite here. A reason of joy for me, as I was one of the fans of the CONNEX (the GSM phone operator acquired by Vodafone in Romania two years ago) a popular mobile phone carrier here.
I remember the time when my company even produced several WAP games for them, only four years ago. It was a very big and tedious task to implement a WAP tag in order to actually call somebody from within a WAP application. I remember using that famous “wtai” WAP tag was quite a struggle… And now, the phone that they will bring in Europe from Apple will have an entire MAC OS within. No wonder that I already think at some stripped down applications that will help me get even further with my black belt productivity on iPhone fantasy. Wow, the world is certainly moving fast!
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
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