Gmail anyone?

So, yeah, so if anyone wants an invitation to Gmail, let me know. I have like a billion of them. It is free and pretty cool. I use it for all of my blog-based email and most of my personal email as well.

Gmail is Google, and the ONLY drawback that I know of is that there are unobtrusive print ads on the right side when you check your mail. It is still in Beta, and I have answered a couple of questionnaires from them about their service.

Also, when you establish your email address, I will automatically get an email telling me about it.

Bwaahaahaaa! I can already taste the power!

Comments

chichimama said…
I have a billion too. The ads are a bit creepy as they relate to whatever you are emailing about but the organization rocks.
4:13 AM
chichimama said…
BTW still owe you the recipe. C has hidden the book and I now have to play "C's clues" to find it." Except he can't quite remember where he hid it.
4:14 AM
Gina said…
Yes, I purposely start my posts with the word 'so.' I have always wondered if anyone noticed.

For you, Miss Elizabeth, anything.
10:49 AM
Melodee said…
Gmail rocks. So does Ms. Elizabeth Your Highness and Exalted Clever One Who is the Wittiest Commenter on the World Wide Web.
6:02 PM
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