A while back I posted something about Google adding email capabilities to their Internet dominance and how wickedly awesome it promises to be. Then, a few days ago, coincidently through Blogger--because Google owns Blogger, I got invited into the beta. I have to tell you that I'm loving it so much. Well, as much as a man can love an inanimate, virtual thing that is composed of strings of numbers and words. Do remember that I'm a big nerd and the first to admit so. Therefore, you will not be excited as I am once you try it out (I let my friend
Kevin log on and try it out. He left after 3 minutes. He told me he signed me up for spam and then logged off).
I wasn't going to post or rave about how good my Gmail (what google calls their email)
experience was since no one would give two shits, but I found out that they are selling really fast on ebay.
One just went for 100 USD. I swear, anything will sell on eBay.
Apparently there's some guy who's now famous because he sold his ex-wife's
wedding dress on eBay. He's just your average bitter schmoe, but now he's famous. He's even getting marriage proposals, spots on television and radio, etc.... The Internet makes stars out of anyone. It's crazy. The funniest part is his description of it: "One Slightly Used Size 12 Wedding Gown. Only worn twice: Once at the wedding and once for these pictures."
Do you like how I suddenly went on a tangent? First I wrote about Gmail, then I switched to eBay, and then I talked about how I switched. I've been meaning to write how psychotic I've been because this is the last week of school and I've been stressing out writing final papers. Right now if someone sold the act of watching paint dry for two dollars on eBay, I'd buy it. I'd buy it and do it just so I wouldn't have to go back and troll along writing the next supporting paragraph of my research paper. Actually watching paint dry sounds particularly exciting right now. I mean it encompasses both a noun and a verb. I would even just sit and watch paint, plain and verbless. It wouldn't need to dry. That's how badly I want to procrastinate right now. Okay, peace out. I'm getting back to work.
