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si no me invitan que quilombo se va a armar!!!

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acabo de leer que google va a presentar la joya que parece ser Google WAVE el 30 de septiembre
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por lo que vi en el video de presentacion va a integrar mail, mensajero y red social en una sola pantalla, algo tre-men-do (bue, para mi y mi alma de nerdo)
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espero que la gente de google se de por aludida al mensaje del titulo de este post, ya que como bien dijo mi amiga del blog cosas dichas (ah! mensaje: pone el "cosito" de seguidores en la parte superior de la sidebar), google deberia darme laburo de consultor por lo del google friend connect (la verdad es que ya van como 10 que me preguntaron por lo de la barra y a todos respondi, me escuchaste don google)
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bue, bajando un poco la ansiedad, ya se que a partir del 30 de septiembre, si los cumpas de google me envian la invitacion, voy a mandar a la mierda facebook, myspace, twitter, plaxo, hi5, friendfeed, lazyfeed, sonico y no se cuanta cantidad mas de gilada que espero tener en mi cuentita openid que utilizo con google

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  1. jajajaaa
    Si no me invitan a mi tampoco, les mandamos a los muchachos de la FTV y se arma...

    ResponderBorrar
  2. Por qué mejor no se esfuerzan en que yo no tenga que saltar del google en inglés al .com.ar para encontrar algunas cosas? Mas cuadrado el google ese...

    ResponderBorrar

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