Those who know me well know that I have two huge addictions: television and the internet.

But last week, I took step to cut myself off of one of those addictions.

And no, I didn’t get rid of any of my three TiVos. Aren’t fucking kidding me?!

One of the many sweet things I got for my birthday was an iPod Touch from Mr. Bee.

Mr. Bee and I are total whores when it comes to shiny new electronics and ever since Mr. Bee scored an iPhone through work, I’ve been drooling over them. Since AT&T wanted to charge me $300 (now $400) more than the average Joe just because I have a 10 months left on my contract, I quite politely asked them to fuck themselves and told Mr. Bee that I would settle for an iPod Touch.

Well, I did say it nicer than that, believe me!

After getting the Touch all set up, I’ve been playing with it non-stop. In fact, most of my internet surfing is now done with my new iPod (as evident by all the horrible typos and misspellings on my Facebook status updates – stupid auto correct!).

Once I surfaced for air from my new toy, I realized that having my Blackberry AND the new iPod was kind of redundant. I can get email on both, have calendars and contact information on both and even surf the internet on both (but it’s sooo much easier on the iPod than my Crackberry).

I should just get rid of the data plan on my Blackberry, right? Well, the only hitch is that the iPod requires a wireless connection, which means that…

I can’t check my email every five seconds when I’m gone from the house GASP!! (…unless I hunt down some free WiFi somewhere, of course, but that’s neither here nor there…)

To be honest, at first the thought of not being able to be connected 24/7 was kind of frightening. Don’t ask me why, I just like being connected.

But then I did a dry-run and realized that, during any given day, the only emails I get are emails from Nigerian princes and approximately 812 Facebook Notifications. Maybe it *isn’t* so necessary for me to check emails while I drive, while I shop, while I poop in a public bathroom…

So the data plan is gone and my obsession with iPhone apps is going strong.

Those Nigerian princes will just have to wait until I get home for a response to their tempting offers.

Song title: Advances In Modern Technology by A.f.i.