Placement season is hotting up and I am having sleepless nights !
I am actually experimenting with the new rich-text interface of Blogger. I am getting tired of keeping up with prolific Blogger upgradations. It's a futile effort!
My phone number, what's left of the hair on my head, my seven-digit IQ, my eternal gratitude, a nice and cute kiss, your name on a cloud, the address of any celebrity, amazing music, my mother-in-law...
That, and more, is what Netizens are willing to swap with anyone who'll give them a Gmail account. Take a look at gmailswap.com for a longer list of bizarre offers. I got mine after three lunches with my boss - plus a promise to not bother him the rest of the year. We'll have to see about that one, won't we?
However, in the meantime, I'm now a member of the G Club. Not a small exclusive set but a rapidly growing flood of people who've managed to get themselves 'invited' to the great big Google party where webmail is free and you get a whole 1 gigabyte of space, if you only know what to do with it. The 'Google approach' is, apparently, that you must never have to bother deleting your mail - it can just sit there for all you care. Free email s
Accessing Gmail is proving to be a pain in my ass. The ubiquitous but antediluvian IE5 does not support it. Opera helped create the account, but accessing Gmail was still impossible since Opera did not support ActiveX. I finally managed to gain access to it via Mozilla Firefox today.