iHeart my iPhone

The play that I am working on has the title of 'Syberluv'. Working title, as I am not cotent with it. I am exploring the world of cyber relationships, how the internet has affected our relationships. I look at how I use my iPhone, and how much of a hold it has on me. iLove my iPone. Pathetic, isn't it? But it is oh, so much fun.

I sleep with my iPhone next to my head. It’s my alarm clock, my period tracker, my weight tracker, weather forecaster, FB, Email, Yahoo, Twitter, Bus Tracker. And my Cat – tom the cat, my news caster, flashlight, level, ebay, tesco shopper, gps, scheduler, ibooks, recipe book, internet, calendar maps, and oh yeah, my telephone. I love playing with ring tones, currently it's Yoda telling me that there is a message from the Dark Side. I don’t know what I’d do without it. I’d be bereft. Like a constant friend or a loyal dog. It sees the inside of my bra probably more than my husband does! I don’t feel lonely when I’m connected to it = I am connected to people through FB, Twitter, and LinkedIn, email.

What about the relationships I have through my iPhone? I will LOL somebody 5 minutes before I am due to meet up with them in person. (Actually I hate LOL will actually write Laughing out Loud rather than shorten it- that's another thing to explore: Why do I hate ROTFL and LOL and TTYL and other acronyms?)

So are the relationships I have on FB real? Are they just as N.B. on FB as they are in real life? Is LOL just as valid as laughing with the person in the same room together? Ever notice that relationships on FB are so intense? Is living in cyberspace still living?