Regrettable Decisions

Well, according to the FedEx tracker, my iPhone has been delivered to the AT&T store, assuming, of course, that it's not just another cruel deception. Knowing myself, as I do, I'm diluting my anticipation with a skosh of awareness of the possibility of buyer's remorse. No matter what, though, I can always comfort myself with the knowledge that I did not, nor would I ever, buy and decorate this house, nor did I look forward to this once-highly-anticipated consumer product. (On the latter page, even if you don't read through the entire list--and it is quite long--be sure to read the bits at the end about various and sundry things that took less time.)